Mons (Remove filter)
Shot at Dawn
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At nineteen you were still a child
hopping off to an aggrandised war
filled with romantic and exuberant air
At nineteen you travelled over the channel
to Mons, by the Belgian border marching
there receiving the horrors of humiliated retreat
At nineteen you went missing
first in Dublin taking leave wi...
Monday 25th April 2011 11:52 am
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