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Memories respond to
invitations, Electing in their interests to attend. Moments of remembrance moor sensations On shadows shifting gently in the wind. Remember to remember, then, those passed In whom we vested hope in days of strife, Again among the trenches, dropping fast, Lost now to love as once they were to life. Do honor them with rituals that last, A list of names reduced to battered brass Yet hallowed by a hell we cannot end. Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.
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