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The Speech

 

The president stood, flanked by high ranking military officers on the raised deck. A little to one side stood a young Marine, who held the Medal of Honor with the two loose ends of a blue ribband. It was a warm day in Washington DC, there might have Medal of Honor 3been, at the very least, two hundred people crowded into the airy flag bedecked room.

An orderly walked on to the deck and signaled the occupants of the room to silence.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, the President of the United States of America!” He stated.

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A Letter to the Younger Me – Part One

A Letter to 3

 

 

Who hears the cry of the child within and does not feel their pain. Does not feel their loneliness? Who hears the cry of the child within and does not sense their abandonment. Does not feel their longing for tenderness, understanding?

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