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Dulce Et Decorum Non Est
Dulce Et Decorum Non Est I am brave, I am strong, I am young, I am old, I am eighteen. Watch my back, my friend I’ll watch yours. The false bravado, the sweat, the heat, the flies, the lies No, Sir, I am not afraid I’m not afraid of war, Sir, I’m not afraid to die Kill them before they kill you, son, Kill them before they kill you. The contact The noise, the heat, the screaming, the fear I won’t scream I won’t run Aim, fire, don’t aim, fire, fire, fire! Fall, fall, fall, down Mother, I’m scared. God, I’m scared Don’t let them hurt me, mother don’t let them kill me, God I’m screaming in pain Not in pain, in anger, it’s not me it’s you Are you hurt, my friend, is it you in pain? Let me lift you Let me carry you away from here. Away from the pain, the anger, the hurt, the hate the heat, the flies, the sweat, the blood My blood. Your blood, your blood. Our blood And theirs. And theirs. It gets easier, I promise. Next time will be easier, you’ll see No, it won’t Sir. It won’t.
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