Army

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My sisters in the Army
No one wants her to go
She says it might be stormy
She goes in to a row
I will miss her like crazy
I want to be strong but can't
When she comes back ill give her a daisy
Before she left she gave me a plant
I will cry a lot because i miss her
It became all a blur.





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