| In Flanders fields, where once was blood, From battles for so few yards of mud, I woke from such slumber deep, And mocked the blood, the havoc wreaked. But now I show our future hope, |
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| In Flanders fields, where once was blood, From battles for so few yards of mud, I woke from such slumber deep, And mocked the blood, the havoc wreaked. But now I show our future hope, |
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