The Son of a Soldier
Some can say from where they came
But I can not say just one place
So many people, so many paces
I am the con of a soldier
Where do I call home?
Where family is, that is my home
My home is where I make it.
I am the son of a soldier
I am from nowhere
I am from everywhere
I am the son of a soldier
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