1. They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old

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The Damien books

Waves of reverent foam carry the bodies to their grave

Along the beach rest those lost forever, others kneel down to pray

Laid on the altar of freedom, for justice they gave their lives

Yet at the Rapido river crossing, a young man has survived



The years threw down through the ages

And what the bullets did not take

The life was still at stake...

And the cancer made its claim



He shall rest in peace, as we that are left shall weep

He shall break bread with the lord on high, and in eternal joy shall stay

Even though now, you are far away, I know we will meet again... someday...






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