When life is a horror....Don't look like a ghost!
It gives the war a whole new dimension, you know, hearing from someone right there in the thick of it. They really connected with it.___aybe it reminds them of school,_ she suggests. __idn__ someone describe the trenches as ninety-nine per cent boredom and one per cent terror?___ don__ know about boredom. God, the chaos of it, the brutality. And it__ so vivid. I__ definitely be interested in reading his poetry, if only to see how he can go from describing, you know, people getting their guts blown out, to writing about love.___aybe it__ not that much of a leap,_ she says.
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It gives the war a whole new dimension, you know, hearing from someone right there in the thick of it. They really connected with it.___aybe it reminds them of school,_ she suggests. __idn__ someone describe the trenches as ninety-nine per cent boredom and one per cent terror?___ don__ know about boredom. God, the chaos of it, the brutality. And it__ so vivid. I__ definitely be interested in reading his poetry, if only to see how he can go from describing, you know, people getting their guts blown out, to writing about love.___aybe it__ not that much of a leap,_ she says.
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