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Soldiers
by Christina ReinhardtLeft
Soldiers marching one by one
Right
Every soldier holds a gun
Left
Soldiers like paper dolls
Right
Blindly listen to the call
Right Face
All lined up in a row
Close Ranks March
Will not stop for wind or snow
Forward March
Stomp, stomp, through the town
Left
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