This is a poet for men who fought and still fight in the battle field.
Who does care the men who died in the severe miserable battle field?
Who does remember the men who died in the scary loneliness?
At this moment, still many men fight and die in battle field, and many dads fight and die in the battle field of life for family or somebody else.
I take off my hat to all men.
See you some day and somewhere. Please take care yourself and find your way.
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