As I look upon a beach within the crimson tide.

The waters blue that once was red, and the tormoil has now subside.

The beach was red and soaked in blood of my passing peers, While they lay
dead and gone for many many years.

A war was fought long ago, but their memorys still are here.

I wear the pride for which they fought and wear it without fear.

For as I stood there on the beach. I began to shed a tear. For all the men
who died that day, and for those who shed their tears.

 
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