- Firebird347
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- Exalted Legendary Member
There was a story there,
Between the folds of the rituals,
This one was different.
Yet the procession kept step,
The beat stayed the same.
A nameless soldier laid to rest,
Another casualty of the war.
As the feed cut out,
Her tears flowed free,
Another child fallen,
Another funeral kept from.
She knew the face, she knew the name.
Retrieving the personnel record,
She marked it MIA. Her only closure,
That heroes never die.