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We once were soldiers

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Published: Dec 22, 2012

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The awesome cover image was done by ~StevenWorthey .I Just thought of the Vietman War, the most pointless waste of human lives in America's history. And i wanted to emulate what i would feel if i were them. First one after a month of working on my finals so i hope everyone enjoys. (Had trouble finding a cover image that fits). Also entered into ~LightOverpowers58 Building a Better World Entries Contest.

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