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Siegfried Sassoon - Golgotha
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Through darkness curves a spume of falling flares   
That flood the field with shallow, blanching light.   
  The huddled sentry stares   
  On gloom at war with white,   
  And white receding slow, submerged in gloom.
  Guns into mimic thunder burst and boom,   
  And mirthless laughter rakes the whistling night.   
The sentry keeps his watch where no one stirs   
But the brown rats, the nimble scavengers.
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