John McCrae Quotes
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Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from falling hands we throw.
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In Flanders fields the poppies blow,
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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,…
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We shall not sleep, though poppies grow: In Flanders fields.
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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,…
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