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A Soldier Evermore
His girl’s back home at the factory She’s making bombs for victory He’s stepping out on foreign soil Where the dirty hun made our blood boil She waits for him at the factory While making bombs to kill the enemy … Continue reading
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Tagged Bombs, civvies, Destruction, Factory, Fields of War, Gallant, Love, Romance, Solider, The cost of war, Ultimate sacrfice, victory, Wartime
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