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The dust filled lungs,

Covered my face.
Clung to my clothes .....
Tanned my body!
Made it a dirty red,
Licking my cracked lips.
I smelled history,
Tasted grit.
Mixed with lions Piss,
And elephants shit!
A lone tree ,
Provided shade........
But not for us!
Wild and yet untamed.
Africa 
December1981.
 
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By early May 82 I would be cold soaked wet through on the smokey hill of Darwin during the War in the Falklands.


Paratrooper's don't die........ they go to Hell and regroup!!!

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Nice line

"I smelled history" - yeah ~~A~~



Lady A