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The cannons shoot
Pounding as they hit the ground

The muskets Fire at

The enemy as smoke fills the battlefield

The women cook and clean

The camps to make the men more comfortable

Children run around free
|To go and come as they play with their wooden toys

The bubble-n-squeak
Bubbles and squeaks over the fire almost ready to be eaten

The wall tents flap
In the breeze as the wind is blown across the valley

The hospital is full
The causalities are coming in from the battlefield

The sun goes down
And men come back to sleep and drink

Tomorrow is
Another day and battle

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