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In Flanders fields the poppies blow,
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and
The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below
Like restless birds, the breath of coming rain Creeps, lilac-laden, up the village street
Take up our quarrel with the foe: to you from falling hands we throw.
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow: in flanders fields.
In flanders fields the poppies blow between the crosses, row on row, that mark our place, and in the sky
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