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The 24th Pegasus


Author of the Commander Hurricane series (A Song of Storms), co-founder of the Price of Loyalty universe, and overall world building fanatic. Join my discord!

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Nov
11th
2018

Remembrance · 9:17am Nov 11th, 2018

Comments ( 5 )

Lest We Forget.

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀

They shall grow not old
As we that are left grow old
Age shall not weary them
Nor the years condemn
And at the going down of the sun, and in the morning
We will remember them
Lest We Forget

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