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 Fallen by Raymond A. Foss 
						Standing in the coldwith those who knew you more
 those I know who wear the badge
 who fight the fight you fought
 being there for all of us
 in the streets, out in the darker places
 the trying places in our land
 our city, our neighborhoods
 
 Knowing where you fell, how close to home
 how near we all are to chaos
 how separate we let ourselves be
 when we are still so connected
 
 Seeing you, your flag
 the fallen one
 echoes of your life
 
 Watching your comrades, your brethren
 the thin blue line, stretching down the street
 past the station in front of me,
 row on row of men and women
 on and on they came
 to pay respect, tribute, honor
 
 Those who risk all for us
 each day, each shift,
 each step on the beat,
 into the breach
 dark places where
 we would
 not go
 
 October 21, 2006 16:11
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