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the night
Click here to hear the poet read his words: the night each evening the sun goes down shadows move and pain hits deep that’s when I face my inmost fears and evade the clutch of sleep I lie awake avoiding … Continue reading
We’re Fools to Make War on Our Brothers in Arms
The First Word War World War I The War to End All Wars Or, for anyone unsure as to what an oxymoron is, The Great War I make no comment here on the obscenity and utter futility of the trench … Continue reading
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Tagged birdsong, cemetery, first world war, graves, great war, sunset song, trenches, world war I
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