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And By His Smile, I Knew That Sullen Hall, By His Dead Smile I Knew We Stood In Hell.
-Wilfred Owen
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And By His Smile, I Knew That
Wilfred Owen
And By His Smile, I Knew That Sullen Hall, By His Dead Smile I Knew We Stood In Hell.
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