Battery Moving Up to a New Position from Rest CampDawn
Not a sign of life we
In any square close-shuttered
That flanks the road we amble
Toward far trenches through the town
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Not a sign of life we
In any square close-shuttered
That flanks the road we amble
Toward far trenches through the town
IO it was sad enough, weak enough, mad enough -Light in their loving as soldiers can be -First to risk choosing them, leave alone losing
Now, in far battle, beyond the South Sea