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REMEMBRANCE POEM
Red poppies are growing in an empty field
Every heart is broken, like a piece of glass fallen
Much blood lies on the floor, like a bottle of wine pouring
Every tear feels like rain falling from the sky
Many lives were lost, blowing into the wind
Being sad for the lives shattered by the war
Every body drops as if lying on a cloud
Real hope that they sacrificed their lives for lasting peace.
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Tearful now
Hundred years later
Army Life was hard
Never knowing when it’s over
Killing Because countries can’t
Sort them selves out sometimes
Young men
Of the end of world war I
Ugly what Has Been Done To the land