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I knew there would be black smoke Escaping from my powerless Hold on the path of no mans Lands atonement. I went as fast as I could Into the grounds of unbaried graves.
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Oct 16, 2014
Oct 16, 2014 at 11:47 PM UTC
Death of a RAF pilot WW1
I knew there would be black smoke Escaping from my powerless Hold on the path of no mans Lands atonement. I went as fast as I could Into the grounds of unbaried graves.
michael-parish
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Oct 16, 2014
Oct 16, 2014 at 11:47 PM UTC
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