In Flanders Fields
by Lt Col McCrae, MD: In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing,…
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Not for Ourselves, but for Others
by Lt Col McCrae, MD: In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing,…
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