• A part of me died long ago,

    Buried deep in Pennsylvania snow.

    That brave and true and noble will

    Can be found amongst us still

    If people go and try to see

    The beauty of those who dare to be

    Better than most of us deserve.

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    Simple white stones in perfect ranks

    Adorn Virginia’s hilltop flanks.

    Heroes relax under noontime sun

    At ease at last in Arlington,

    Where those who stood and fought

    For freedoms dearly bought

    Can whisper words of brotherhood.

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    I want to be one of those who fight

    Against the darkness and the night.

    For life eternal does not appeal

    If someone somewhere cannot feel

    The light of hope upon their brow.

    Upon my Honor this I vow.

    I shall prove worthy.