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Rememberence Day Poem

The Day it came to the end of Conflict

Soldiers fought, sacrificing themselves as they saw the eyes of death coming Every live was sawn and gave, but could not give any aid. Bullets and artillery fired, screaming with might, keeping people out of sight. Old age turned people, freed from the cage of war. Then people saw birds that spoke with words with beautiful sounds. Driving all people far to become shiny stars. Peace and Hope together we come, to the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month, as we remember those who were gone over No mans Land as people will remember of what they have done.

Lest we Forget.