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The Gully was Dead
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War The Gully was Dead
I stood, within those ranks.
I fought, within that foe.
I saw them run, I saw them fall!
Some got up.
But not them all.........
While yellow gorse, crackled,
......as it burned.
It's greyish smoke.....
did claw,
And ravaged, all our throats.
The wind changed,
The flames moved on.....,
But not us ......
We stayed!
We'd fought hard .....
and knew..... we'd earned.
This piece..... of,
ground.
Giajl © Jim Love
