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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeSouthampton Dock
They disembarked in '45And no-one spoke and no-one smiledThere were to many spaces in the line.Gathered at the cenotaph,All agreed with the hand on heartTo sheath the sacrificial knifes.But nowShe stands upon Southampton dock.With her handkerchiefAnd her summer frock,Clings to her wet body in the rain.In quiet desperation knucklesWhite upon the slippery reinsShe bravely waves the boys goodbye again.And still the dark stain spreads betweenHis shoulder blades.A mute reminderOf the poppy fields and graves.And when the fight was overWe spent what they had made.But in the bottom of our heartsWe felt the final cut.
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