This poem is about my Great Uncle who died in flying battle in World War II. It is in memory of all those who have died fighting for freedom xx
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You smiled, you spoke, and I believed,
By every word and smile deceived.
Another man would hope no more;
Nor hope I what I hoped before:
But let not this last wish be vain;
Deceive, deceive me once again!