Jun 2017
the
scars of war
fresh
upon
their
tender faces
when
we
looked
beyond
the
jagged shore
and
all
we can see
are
the
cliffs of Dover
once more
scars of war
fresh
upon
their
tender faces
when
we
looked
beyond
the
jagged shore
and
all
we can see
are
the
cliffs of Dover
once more
Written by
Stu Harley
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