Untitled -for nowtension for the soldiers is almost unbearable waiting for the shrill blow of the whistle the ground anticipates the shower of shells like a prisoner on deathrow...just waiting suddenly the mud is alive with expolsions each one spilling the blood of many then the eerie silence as the soldiers prepare each with his own head of worries as each hazy figure emerges from the fog one by one they are all shot downUntitled -for now
cruel
unforgiving
motionless bodies lie in the dirt without expression on their m
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Yes indeed Goodbye
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