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In quiet fields where shadows lay,
The fallen ones have found their way,
With whispered winds and gentle sighs,
They rest beneath the endless skies.

Their dreams once soared on wings of light,
Now cradled in the arms of night,
Each heartbeat echoes, soft and true,
In memories held, they live anew.

For every tear that falls like rain,
A testament to love and pain,
They taught us strength, they showed us grace,
In every heart, they leave a trace.

So let us gather, hand in hand,
To honor those who took a stand,
With every story, every song,
Their spirit lives, forever strong.

In the tapestry of time and space,
The fallen ones find their place,
In our laughter, in our tears,
They walk beside us through the years.

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