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Esprit de Corps We got into some heavy shit together.
Yes. We sure as hell did.
And we know some names that are toasted now.
And we keep some names out of our mouth because we hate the taste.
We have been in. Some. Shit. And I love you in a way that no one can possibly understand.
Except children of drunks.
Or guys that did time. You would die for me.
I have seen you try.
It’s a rough club, but
Better in than out.We have witnessed too many last breaths, farewells, tear laden kisses meaning 'I love you', and 'I wish you could stay,' bodies entwined like vines in embrace, one last quick nervous smile, unsure and bleak, yet enough give a momentary glimmer, one last breath of hope, before the last choked up whsiper of goodbye.