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In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place: and in the sky
The larks still bravely singing fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
Victory and Faithfulness. Mindi. 23. Buffalo, NY.
Likes:
Historical Costume.
Harry Potter.
Downton Abbey.
Food.
History.
Writing.
Literature.
The Paranormal.
Travel (Even though I don't really travel).
Architecture.
Edguy.
Sonata Arctica.
Nightwish.
Avantasia.
Historical Films.
Animals (Elephants are my favorite.)
Some fashion.
The X-files.
High Kings.
Astrology.
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In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place: and in the sky
The larks still bravely singing fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
