“For My brother’s I pray:
I pray that your training is thorough, and never lets you down.
That you batch mates are with you forever, even if not always physically
That your superiors are fair and caring, and your Jedi honorable.
I pray that you fight valiantly, with honor and pride.
For the Republic and its citizens, the Jedi, and your brothers.
I pray that your battles, no matter matter how hard-won,
are swift, with minimal casualties.
And that any drop of blood is spilled not in vain.
I pray that your armor, keeps you safe and your blaster shoots true,
no matter shiny or painted,
you bring pride to yourself, your company, and the Grand Army of the Republic.
I pray that at night, you rest easy
without fear of tomorrow or what comes while you sleep.
And if you do die in this war, that you die valiantly and painlessly,
And that you can move on to the next life in peace,
Most of all I pray, for my brothers and myself,
That this war ends in Victory, and that,
Finally, when it does, we can rest.
These things, dear Force, I pray for my brothers,
And they the same for me.”
– A clone’s prayer
(I couldn’t get this out of my head)