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Who may not talk must fight, engage the diplomacy of guns, though having supped the devils' *** we look on our works and despair. Ideas have become principles and our givens must be taken. Vile words replace understanding or mitigate our unfound trust. Perhaps one should contemplate or denounce our loss of grace displacing belicose thoughts.
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Dec 9, 2015
Dec 9, 2015 at 2:13 PM UTC
A Meditation On Wilfred Owen
Who may not talk must fight, engage the diplomacy of guns, though having supped the devils' *** we look on our works and despair. Ideas have become principles and our givens must be taken. Vile words replace understanding or mitigate our unfound trust. Perhaps one should contemplate or denounce our loss of grace displacing belicose thoughts.
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Dec 9, 2015
Dec 9, 2015 at 2:13 PM UTC
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