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Red                                                              Red blood                                                            poppies splatters the ground                                       blanket the ground on a cold                                                      on a calm Orange                                                         Orange autumn day                                                   autumn day a bitter, biting wind                                        a cool, rousing breeze meets the                                                      meets the Yellow                                                         Yellow piercing sun                                                   warming sun beating down                                                shining down on dead, littered bodies                                 on thriving, vibrant flora skin turning                                                   emerging from Green                                                           Green decay                                                            grass an ugly scene                                                 a brilliant display of man's loss                                                 of nature's victory Blue                                                             Blue uniforms                                                        sky war-torn, battered                                        endless, infinite hidden                                                          retires by the                                                           to the Purple                                                          Purple night                                                             night
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Jan 16, 2015
Jan 16, 2015 at 9:50 PM UTC
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Red                                                              Red blood                                                            poppies splatters the ground                                       blanket the ground on a cold                                                      on a calm Orange                                                         Orange autumn day                                                   autumn day a bitter, biting wind                                        a cool, rousing breeze meets the                                                      meets the Yellow                                                         Yellow piercing sun                                                   warming sun beating down                                                shining down on dead, littered bodies                                 on thriving, vibrant flora skin turning                                                   emerging from Green                                                           Green decay                                                            grass an ugly scene                                                 a brilliant display of man's loss                                                 of nature's victory Blue                                                             Blue uniforms                                                        sky war-torn, battered                                        endless, infinite hidden                                                          retires by the                                                           to the Purple                                                          Purple night                                                             night
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rae-slager
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Jan 16, 2015
Jan 16, 2015 at 9:50 PM UTC
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