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In Flanders ... , the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row
That mark our place, and in the ...
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below
We are the ... , short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw ... glow
Loved, and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders ... In Flanders ...
And now we lie In Flanders ...
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch, be yours to hold it high
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though ... grow
In Flanders ... In Flanders ...
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields In Flanders fields
\(Flanders Fields\)