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Your phone is in your pocket.
He clutches the cross hanging on his chain next to his dog tags…
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You talk trash about your 'buddies' that aren't with you.
He knows he may not see some of his buddies again…
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You walk down the beach, staring at all the pretty girls.
He patrols the streets, searching for insurgents and terrorists…
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You complain about how hot it is.
He wears his heavy gear, not daring to take off his helmet to wipe his brow…
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You go out to lunch, and complain because the restaurant got your order wrong.
He doesn't get to eat today…
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Your mother makes your bed and washes your clothes.
He wears the same things for weeks, but makes sure his weapons are clean…
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You go to the shops and get your hair redone.
He doesn't have time to brush his teeth today…
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You're angry because your day at work ran 5 minutes over.
He's told he will be held over an extra 2 months…
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You call your girlfriend and set a date for tonight.
He waits for the mail to see if there is a letter from home…
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You hug and kiss your girlfriend, like you do everyday.
He holds his letter close and smells his love's perfume…
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You roll your eyes as a baby cries.
He gets a letter with pictures of his new child, and wonders if they'll ever meet…
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You criticise your government, and say that war never solves anything.
He sees the innocent tortured and killed by their own people and remembers why he is fighting…
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You hear the jokes about the war, and make fun of men like him.
He hears the gunfire, bombs and screams of the wounded…
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You see only what the media wants you to see.
He sees the broken bodies lying around him…
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You are asked to do some thing by your parents. You don't.
He does exactly what he is told even if it puts his life in danger…
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You stay at home and watch TV.
He takes whatever time he is given to call, write home, sleep, and eat…
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You crawl into your soft bed, with down pillows, and get comfortable.
He tries to sleep but gets woken by mortars and helicopters all night long…
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REMEMBER our Troops, and do not forget them LATER.
Lest we forget...
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