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The field is large,
An open valley where 20,000 men fought;
The echoes of cannons blazing, muskets firing, and men screaming still exists,
The men and boys had killed each other with only patriotic thoughts.
140 years have passed,
Most of the bodies have long ago decayed to dust;
No one alive remembers these valiant heroes,
The weapons are now in museums or flaking into rust.
But the battle still wages,
The men and boys have gone quite insane;
The soldiers stand eternally at the ready,
North and South face off forever, on the ethereal plane.
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