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11 November 2009

Lest We Forget

They went with songs to the battle, they were young.


Straight of limb, true of eyes, steady and aglow.


They were stauch to the end against odds uncounted,


They fell with their faces to the foe.


They shall not grow old, as we that are left grow old;


Age shall not wreay them, nor the years condemn.


At the going down of the sun and in the morning,

We will remember them.


Amanda.x.





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