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[aid] => mick
[title] => When I was Young
[time] => 2004-05-22 21:19:51
[hometext] => Just life in a diffrent world.
[bodytext] => When I was Young When I was 19 and in my prime, I went away but only for a short time. I went away to see a far away land, I belive in freedom here I was to make my stand. All dressed up in my new government issued camouflage green, they gave me a few weeks of training to make me feel mean. Boy fill your duffel and get on that plane, what they neglected to tell you was ( Boy you will never be the same.) Here you go boy a brand new toy, why son no you don't need a new gun. And them new boots your right boy they don't know how to run. I know you have been in the bush for weeks son, Rain, Snakes, Gooks, Mud, Blood, oh I know your a little tired. You can rest while you set on guard. Sleep? why no you can't go to sleep. If you do you will only be a warm heap. That is why they give you R&R, so you can get drunk to cover the scars, 148 hours of desperately going from Bar to Bar. Pack in as much living as you can, Sleep? yeah I slept; on the way back to Nam. By Andy Williams 173rd.Airborne ( Casper ) [comments] => 1 [counter] => 148 [topic] => 57 [informant] => twisterchaser [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => war )
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