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Show Iwages ) JVords NICK SCHOU Untitled Battle Field Blues Jordan Briggs Highland High School The red of night approaches, Skies still lit with shells, When mystique and fear come near, We dream of those so dear, Lay low, lay still, And keep your senses clear, The night lingers so silent, How quickly it could tum violent, Our wounded soon dead, So they go unfed, Waiting, waiting, waiting, For the enemy we are baiting, We cherish every minute we are livmg, And for our country, our lives we are giving . • 4 |
