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Comrades of stone.

Arms of the swastika
Cut off by the sickle
An evil symbolism
Crushed by the hammer.

Though scars of war
Are themselves concealed
By way of natures healing
Still the memory lies beneath.

Stone soldiers stand in lines
Guard against amnesia
For their duty never ceases
As the fallen are remembered.


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Comrades of stone.