The Epoch Times: “Take up our quarrel with the foe:/ To you from failing hands we throw/ The torch; be yours to hold it high./ If ye break faith with us who die/ We shall not sleep, though poppies grow/ In Flanders fields.” Nor shall a great many others with no known or remembered grave.
Thus sounds the Last Post, at Menin Gate, in Ottawa, and wherever people cherish freedom.
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