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In the trenches of war, you fought so brave,
A soldier tormented, facing demons you couldn't stave.
Mental trauma gripped your soul so tight,
Yet, you persevered, through the darkest night.

With wounds unseen, you came back home,
Haunted by memories, feeling so alone.
But you stood tall, a father to embrace,
Raising us alone, with love's tender grace.

Your eyes, once lost, now hold a different gaze,
A glimpse of hope, breaking through the haze.
I remember that day, you emerged from the woods,
The day you woke up, no longer in falsehoods.

Grateful I am, for your strength to cope,
For rising above the shadows, embracing hope.
Through trials and struggles, you led the way,
Teaching us to fight, come what may.

Now, as I stand here, grown and wise,
I see your sacrifices, hidden in your eyes.
Your love and dedication, forever I'll treasure,
For you, my father, are my ultimate measure.

In your journey of healing, you found the light,
A beacon of hope, dispelling the night.
You showed me the way to endure and thrive,
To keep moving forward, to remain alive.

As your daughter, I'm filled with pride,
For the man you became, with love as your guide.
Together we've walked through storms and through calm,
Through it all, your strength was my balm.

So, here's to you, Dad, my hero and friend,
For the battles you fought, for the wounds you mend.
In my heart, your legacy will forever stay,
A father who conquered, come what may.