ANZAC poem

I saw Turkish solider firing death bullets towards me and my comrades, I heard whizzing death bullets flying past me, I felt the ground thumping from the canons firing, I tasted the sand that was blowing into my mouth from a canon exploding next to me, I smelt rusty red blood from the dead soldiers around me, I wondered if I was going to survive

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