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[0] => Squire nagged and bullied till I went to fight / (Under Lord Derby's scheme). I died in hell – / (They called it Passchendaele); my wound was slight, / And I was hobbling back, and then a shell / Burst slick upon the duck-boards; so I fell / Into the bottomless mud, and lost the light.|c
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