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Before you go know this of me lying here, beneath this tree, that I once had your dreams too but all too quickly my life here flew, forced to dance to a different drum, in a foreign field, where whistle and hum, assailed my body and hurt my ears and haunted all my primal fears and robbed my youth and tore my flesh, whilst, back home, there were fields to thresh, ale to drink and girls to woo, flaxen haired, who looked like you, to court and marry and make heavy with child, but now I lie, beneath poppies, wild, that others may have what I had to forego, please, think of this, before you go.

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Date: 8/19/2020 7:55:00 PM
love your work
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John Jones
Date: 8/20/2020 12:54:00 AM
Thank you kindly, Nora. It’s nice to know I’m relevant.