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“Oh, Death was never enemy of ours! We laughed at him, we leagued with him, old chum. No soldier's paid to kick against His powers. We laughed, — knowing that better men would come, And greater wars: when each proud fighter brags He wars on Death, for lives; not men, for flags.”

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Wilfred Owen
Wilfred Owen

Wilfred Owen was an English poet renowned for his works during World War I. His poetry vividly depicted the cruelty and suffering of soldiers, becoming a classic in war literature. more

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