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“The Painter and the Night”
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It takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to our enemies, but just as much to stand up to our friends.
To this day, the only poem that I know by heart is In Flanders Field by John McCrae. I don’t remember how old I was when I learned it, but it’s managed to stay with me after all these years. Thank you for your sacrifice. You’ll never be forgotten
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.
Lest we forget...
2017 in Australia
by Matthew Vandeputte
Untitled on We Heart It.
magdalen college, oxford
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