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Guns strapped on tightly,
camouflage covering every inch of their bodies,
and radios tensely pressed to their ears,
they waited.

Smoke filled the distant air,
and the malicious manslaughter
of comrades continued.
The denial for reinforcements
was becoming a sickening reality.
Everyone disregarded their distress.

Together, alone
on the desolate, desert-front,
they were surrounded by battered buildings,
wretched sands, and the blood of fallen allies.

Lying in trenches, ducking shots,
they waited.
Terrified.
Alone.
Abandoned.





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