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10 Jun
10Jun

Aye there was something different
About this copse
As I was happy yes
In a way that I hadn't been
In quite some time
As I felt light and free
And ready for
For what I thought
But lay ahead
Just another day
Living my quiet little life
With normal strife


Nothing like a war of course
Who'd but ever think
That finding a forest cool and quiet
Would ever mean
That a war was in the offing
And they'd been chosen
To fight it yes

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