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I walk through fire, I stand through storm,
For love of land, my heart is warm.
If I’m no more, don’t say goodbye,
The flag will speak — I didn’t die.
For love of land, my heart is warm.
If I’m no more, don’t say goodbye,
The flag will speak — I didn’t die.
(18/M)
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