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The ones who went unamed, The faces that held no shame. They fought the unspeakable fight, Because they knew it was right. The dreams they had were impossible, the thoughts unthinkable. The strength unbroken, The force unstoppable Dying for what was right, But never getting any recognition. Most names have been lost with time, But still have been threaded with the same  twine. To the warriors of the future, and to all the other names to be lost. Honor, Dignity and Courage, Are your final marks. . Tennyson