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Unknown (Poetry by GalaxyRat)
On this grave no name is etched,
Just the date of birth and the date of death.
Weeds have grown up and around,
and the wind rarely makes a sound.
People say it's the grave of 'unknown',
Although that's not the name on the stone.
They say he was apart of the Air Force,
They say she was a jockey with a horse,
People don't have to have names, some can be nameless,
Don't have to be famous,
To be known.
Who do you think "unknown" is?
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