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Poppy Love

' In Flanders fields the poppies blow, between the crosses, row on row'. So wrote the poet John McCrae, recording the reality of his day. Now after ninety four years have gone, our use of the poppy has moved on. instead of remembrance of the brave, it sends millions to an early grave, and today our young troops fight and die, with many asking the question, why? To protect the flowers in Helmand's fields, this plant,today, such power wields!

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