Tonight will be one of those nights, where I will see you in my dreams. I'll dream I am a child again, sleeping in my bed when suddenly you cry out from your sleep. Once again you are in your warplane, death and dying underneath. Or maybe you are holding vigil for your young friends in their charred soldier's uniform.
I'll call you from across the hall. You will wake for a few brief moments and know where you are. You'll feel safe at last.
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