After an ardous, and long struggle
The dust finally start to settle
He exchange his spear, and sword
For a shovel, and a spade
Then he started his journey back
Back to the land he protected
To the home he swore to love
After arriving at his beloved town
He noticed that it's still the same
Yet at the same time, different
Indeed there's a difference
Few familiar faces no longer seen
The comrades that fought with him
Old neighbors that lived no more
He alone managed to return
Carrying the will of the fallen
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