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Each November we are reminded, watching poppies fall...
Each represents a life surrendered answering duty's call.
And later, in the weeks that follow, when snowflakes fill the sky,
The mind is filled with thoughts of those whose lives had soon passed by.
Each fleeting flake a forfeited future deprived of its true worth -
And like the poppies - sent to fall and fade back in the earth...
Saturday 1st November 2014 3:03 pm
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