He stood quietly at the town square, gripping a folded flag close to his chest. Children’s laughter swirled around him like summer fireflies, but his gaze stayed steady on the stars and stripes above. Remember why we stand, he said softly, voice calm but firm. It’s not just for what’s lost, but for every new dawn. He breathed in the fading sun, a silent guardian of hope and home, carrying the weight of battles fought far away.
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05/07/2025