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We are buried under the sand. for us, no sun-kissed June day, no moistness of a morning dew, no soothing waves between our toes, no jubilant trumpet to herald our return, no voice to cheer freedoms new dawn, we are forever buried under the sand. © H V Swan
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Sep 4, 2014
Sep 4, 2014 at 8:05 AM UTC
The fallen (Normandy 1944)
We are buried under the sand. for us, no sun-kissed June day, no moistness of a morning dew, no soothing waves between our toes, no jubilant trumpet to herald our return, no voice to cheer freedoms new dawn, we are forever buried under the sand. © H V Swan
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Sep 4, 2014 at 8:05 AM UTC
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