here in this hole, essex is far away
mud and lead landing all across this land
but we hope to come home some day
with nothing but a bayonet and rifle in my hand
every day looking at that small strip of mud
every day on the firestep we stand
the trenches ankle deep in blood
us all wishing not to go over the top
but that day is upon us
and for many liv
Great decription Simon! Even though it was short snip-its of description it was very affective
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