All Quiet On The Western Front
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Bill Cantrell
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Broken butterfly,
you are coming to your end
Will you be remembered,
as your fragments tumble with the wind?
If in your life, you caught one glance
and caused a child to ponder life,
once called to fight against his will,
your beauty taught him wrong from right
In the storm of raining lead,
while perched upon a blade of grass,
he reached to greet you with a touch,
a bullet stopped him in his tracks
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