Four Hundred and Forty-Four Days


Four hundred and forty-four days
Of anguish fathomless.
In a tiny hole-world
Of torments ruthless.
Welcome home, brave soldiers,
To your freedom-clime.
Victory, victory, victory!
America’s compassion-time.

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