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One
Lost,
Is
Too
Many
One
hundred
twenty
Vets
a
week
That's
more
than
seventeen
per
day
Who
couldn't
handle
things
they
saw
Or
the
price,
they
were
asked
to
pay. |
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Wounds
of War
don't
always
show
And
feelings
are not
always
spoken
Sometimes
the
others
cannot
see
When
will,
heart
and soul
are
broken.
It's
finally
becoming
very
clear
That,
most who
go
through
that
hell
Will
damage
something
deep
inside
And
might
never
get
completely
well.
It may
change
the way
they
view
life
For
some, it
may make
it
dearer
For some
the pain
and
suffering
Show
man's
cruelty,
much
clearer.
We
should
have
some
more
programs
To find
when
help
might be
needed
A means
to spot
those
warning
signs
Which so
very
often
go,
unheeded.
We need
to care
for our
Veterans
Maybe
more,
when
they
come
back
Not just
throw
them
back
into the
mix
Hope
they'll
get
right
back, on
track.
We owe
them so
much
more
than
that
For,
they
have
paid the
greater
cost
We can't
let them
take
their
own life
When
they
might
think,
that all
is lost.
If you
think
you know
of a
Veteran
Who
might be
headed
down
that
road
Sometimes
a kind
word or
act from
you
Might
just
help, to
ease
their
load.
We don't
like to
talk
about
suicide
But, we
must
face the
sad,
reality
We are
losing
far too
many
Heroes
Who
fought
the
fight,
for you
and me.
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