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Bells of Time
Those bells rang and rang and rang
In absence of all now gone from us
All in this earth their life lives long
As those bells clatter the silent songs
Youth slaughtered cattle in this earth
For red bright poppies that sprout to life
Breaking through braved blooded soil
Enriched by a youth of lost loved souls
Time fated a 100 years ago by chance
Angelic eyes and soft youthful faces
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Saturday 10th November 2018 11:18 am
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