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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.
We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie, In Flanders fields.
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 poppies grow In Flanders fields.
A haunting image shows translucent soldiers walking through a poppy field. The solemn ghosts evoke a sense of remembrance and the supernatural.
Created by Baleygr Erebus on Nov 10, 2024 using the Google Imagen 3.0 AI image generator model.
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