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it was good rats scuttle past my trench feet tin cans rattle in the night we bayonet the vermin hang them on lines with pride . destiny – by humaira ali, appleton academy waiting for the bombs to blow at am the sun glows. soldiers fighting risking their lives wishing that they would survive. at flanders
risked their lives, so we could have ours, they left their wives, and didn't cower. they saw their friends die, one by one, they heard the terrible cry, after the shoot of a gun. now they're all gone, their worries healed, their fighting hearts switching to off, not on, as they lie peacefully, in flanders...
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