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This is a short story I wrote for a well dressing competition. . Submitted by louise (Award 565), age 16

They lay down their lives to save us,
An act of the noblest kind,
If we tear down their memorials,
We have nothing of them to remind.

They walked, so bravely onward,
Willing to lose their lives,
To save the rest of olí Blighty,
To save its children and wives.

They walked into No Manís Land,
With their heads held up high,
But we donít know how it felt,
To know you were going to die.

If we tear down their memorials,
We forget their time in the war,
They deserve to be remembered,
They did something,

That, they deserve to be remembered for.

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