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"Somewhere...a bugle softly sounds. The message of renown, And some inside their buildings wait Until the flag comes down. And others run to get their cars Quite harrowed or dismayed, Afraid that they will not reach the gate Before retreat is played. Not thinking of the flag or those Who fought to keep it flying. How many would be glad to stand, Whose bodies now are mute, Or have no hand that they might raise And stand in proud salute. So accept it not as duty But a privilege even more And receive it as an honor Instead of just a chore. "
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