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ALL BUT ONE
The soldier
For whom you do not pray
For whom you do not weep
Across whose shoulder is not slung
Neither arms nor shield
But instead
A song a song of love
A melancholy melody
A lamenting violin
And a flag the color of love
He plays and sings
In that unusual war
He soars and circles
In that infinite war
Where the living and the dead
Listening to his song rise once again
All but one
All but one
All but one
The soldier
Falls and falls a thousand times
Dies and dies but doesn't die
Lest he leave behind his violin
And kill the echo of his song
There sitting beside the mangled bodies
Some dead and some still stirring
He sings his song but never finds
Those eyes imploring
Those arms held out
As twilight falls all are dead
Like another day
And dies one more wounded man
As if the last the very last soldier
The song is buried in the silence
The whole world lies in the grave
All but one
All but one
All but one
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