not

the word came down

from headquarters today,

we finally got our

marching orders,

shipping out

day after tomorrow;

it is a mixed blessing;

on one hand,

the waiting and anticipation

will finally

be over,

but on the other hand,

now the war

is about to begin;

it leaves a knot

in the pit of your stomach,

it makes your mouth

turn dry,

but deep down inside

you kind of like it,

because at least now

you feel alive,

even as you wonder;

for how much longer?

she tells you

not to let the door

hit you in the ass

on the way out,

which makes you smile,

because at least now

you know there is some hope

for the future;

maybe,

just maybe,

the gods really do

smile twice

in one lifetime;

perhaps;

but more than likely

not.

.

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