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A couple's anniversary
She stands at the side of the train station
He steps on the train and feels as it rumbles
She kicks her heels off and is at a sprint, almost tumbles
Barefoot down the cold-hard sidewalk she dashes
He presses his face up against the icy window
Looking out at the wife who he already misses
He can barely see her
she's almost become a blur
Her feet finally give
She feels held captive
Letting her eyes swell with tears
He looks down at his camouflage uniform
Thinking that it's probably for the best
Knowing of the clear skies after the storm
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That's all it takes one click
One click of a camera's shutter
There you have it,
One frozen moment in time
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The Private looks down at the gun in her hands
Wondering if today is the day
She knows her commands
The Private has never killed before
Then she remembers the pre-war
Holding her babies tight
That is why she's in this fight
Standing, watching memories unfold
Everything is stone-cold
But this is why I take pictures
So no one forgets about the soldiers
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The Corporal heard a bullet dart past his ear
He looked over his shoulder to see his ultimate fear
It was his best friend, partner in crime
Trying to fight against time
Fighting to survive
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It's never fun to stand and take these pictures
it's kind of torturous really
Watching the attackers prey on the survivors
And the only reason why I -click- is for the reality of it all
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The Captain sits with his head in his hands
He doesn't want to give the commands
It's a suicide mission
But he knows about the women and children
The ones trapped by crossfire
By the people who won't cease fire
So here he stands
considering about giving the commands
But what monster would send his soldiers
To death, destruction, and unspeakable horrors?
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I take the pictures
Not just for the soldiers
But for the people who don't know
Can't comprehend what others have to let go
In order to keep the people
Safe from the unthinkable
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The sergeant just received a letter from the mail call
She looked at the truck, and it was quite the haul
It was filled with letters upon letters
She looked down at her's and saw it was from her family members
Her grin was as wide as a Cheshire cat's
Once she finally opened it, she nearly collapsed
In the corner was the date, stating it was sent Monday
The letter said it happened on a workday
That her happy and healthy father had a brain aneurism
That he had suddenly fallen victim
right down into death's grasp
and as she read the news all she could do was gasp
She then rapidly tried to finish the letter
To only find out it didn't get any better
The letter said that the funeral was to be held that Friday
Well, It's Saturday
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Some of these moments I capture in pictures
Some are captured by others in scriptures
But for the millions of others that are not
let us keep that after thought
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The Lieutenant just got back from serving
And now he's sitting here questioning
Trying to ask himself why he did what he did
Putting himself in a place where he was emotionally tormented
However he knows the answer to why
It was because he wanted to apply
Try and enter a decent college
Because to make it in this world you need that type of knowledge
The only way he was going to get that knowledge was if he served
But he didn't know that the price would be on those terms
As he stands on the steps that lead to the university
He thinks of the things he did especially
What he had to do to stand on these steps today
And all he can think and say
Is that no man should have to kill for knowledge
Not even to go to college
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This is what happens when you're a photographer
You tend to find the emotions that run deeper
Our job is to uncover those emotions like the ultimate exposure
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The General just got off his plane
He was leaving behind years of war and disdain
As he was going to pick up his baggage
He looked up and saw his wife, already holding his luggage
The second he saw her he was already rushing toward her
He grabbed her, wrapped her in his arms and noticed
She still smelled like lavender
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Those are the moments a photographer lives for
The moment a family reunites
especially after a long distant war
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An uncompleted mission
Followed by a somber procession
It was a life cut short
The flag draped casket slowly makes it's way
To it's final place where it'll stay
Left behind you'll find a grieving family
Mom, Dad, and little brother Billy
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While I stand and take these pictures
I look over to see the resting places of other fallen soldiers
Marked by the rows and rows and rows
Of white weather-worn gravestones
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Now I understand the price that has and is still being paid
For us to wake up and enjoy our freedom every single day