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In Flanders Fields
by John McCrae, May 1915
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
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Have any of you seen this site, LoveGivesMeHope ?
It's utterly beautiful and I am unashamed to admit that I have been reading it for coming up to 2 hours, and have been in tears nearly the whole time. -
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9x-7i > 3(3x-7u)
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