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They were young, and they came on request and demand.
They were ready to fill their oath and stand tall.
War had brought them to this unforgiving jungle land.
They fought gallantly and many lost life and limb.
Now, there's thousands of names inscribed on
that black granite wall.
Fifty years later, it's remembered by many!
Warriors, one and all!

Jackie R. Kays
© 2017

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