Quiet sounds of reverence
Speak of deeds and suffering
Souls intertwined in war
Royally incised on this wall
The living tearfully hail
Names enshrined in loving care
Here in this grass-line vale.
A peace, not theirs in life,
In death, is eternally theirs.
May those left behind find
Peace, safety, contentment here.
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