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As the whistle blows, We stand too. An order is bellowed, Fix bayonets! The time has come, For our last breath. As the whistle blows, We go forth, Into the mist. As the whistle blows, We die well.
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May 7, 2018
May 7, 2018 at 7:25 AM UTC
As the Whistle Blows
As the whistle blows, We stand too. An order is bellowed, Fix bayonets! The time has come, For our last breath. As the whistle blows, We go forth, Into the mist. As the whistle blows, We die well.
A poem about WW1 and the trenches
#war#death#whistle#army#ww1#pain#suffering#military
Seamus-OMaoileoin
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Seamus-OMaoileoin
16/M/Dublin
May 7, 2018
May 7, 2018 at 7:25 AM UTC
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