The wind nearly whipped the flag out of his hands, but he kept it still, even when the tidal waves came rushing his way.
He held it proud, he held it strong, and without any thoughts toward himself. His father watched him standing there in the sand for an hour and a half, staring into the distance with one thing on his mind.
It was the single thing that kept his stamina alive, and it was thanks for all the soldiers who had fought for our freedom.
It was a tribute which continues to touch all those who see. When the boy felt in his heart that it was time to say goodbye, he raised his hand high to the sky to show his honor and respect.
It completed his journey there in a truly beautiful way.
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