
I am a small and precious child, my dads been sent to fight. The only place I'll see his face, is in my dreams at night. He will be gone too many days for my young mind to keep track. I may be sad, but I am proud. My daddies got your back. I am a caring mother. My son has gone to war.. My mind is filled with worries that I have never known before. Everyday I try to keep my thoughts from turning...
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