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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=427513" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Anzac</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=427513" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">A dark brooding shadow<br>Soldier standing alone<br>His head bowed in agony<br>Soldier standing forlorn</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=427513" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">His creaking ship landed<br>Only one month ago<br>Now all his mates dead<br>Are buried on the knoll</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=427513" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">His khaki clothes flutter<br>Flutter in a sea breeze<br>By day they bake<br>By night they freeze</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=427513" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">His slouched leather hat <br>rests on his rifle<br>A Symbol of courage<br>One mustn't trifle</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=427513" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Illusion of war's glory<br>Has long passed him by<br>Now all that remains<br>Is death, dirt, and fly</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=427513" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Anzac, man of honour<br>He puts a letter away<br>Last words of the dead<br>Will shine again one day</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=427513" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">He whispers a prayer<br>To return to his land<br>Far away, so far away<br>From this bloody sand</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=427513" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">God fearing man<br>Now he asks why<br>Why did his friends<br>All have to die? </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=427513" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">that was a question<br>He'd never ever fill<br>As he slowly turned<br>And went down the hill</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=427513" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Farmers and bushmen<br>Now as soldiers, roar<br>Stories become legends<br>ANZAC, man of war</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Joses+Tirtabudi">Joses Tirtabudi</a></strong></div>

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