Soldjers running,
crys for help,
People in danger,
With no anger.
A gun shot,
People run.
Hiding away,
In a hole.
A big noise.
A cry for help,
Goodbye to you.
We will remember you.
Always thinking of you,
Forever we shall have,
are rememberance day.
To remember those who died.
Never forgetting,
Always remembering.
The wars that wasted,
All the tears,
All the lives,
Of those who fought,
For the right,
To live in their own nation.
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