ANZACS

Our ANZACS went through hell to bring peace back to our earth
Some survived and some died
To fight for peace for all it’s worth
We are one yet we are many we fight battles everyday
But keeping alive the spirit
Of what they fought for is the way
Yes today they are remembered just like it should be done
My Great Uncle Stanley
Did not come back but they all won
So I remember that this day is very close to me
And just like many others
They died so that we could become free.
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Posted: Apr 2015
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Legends

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sophiasummer
Great Uncle Stanley,I pass my poppy.
WILDANDREADY
STEVEN; WE'RE UP AT THE SAME TIME! YOUR IN THE GROOVE, AGAIN! I HAD JUST FINISHED MY POEM! TRAVISdancing
rarecard
Thank you, I felt very strongly about this one so thank you both again
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