Eighteen
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Last published Tue, Aug 20, 2019
From 1914 to 1918 the whole world was plunged into the great war. Every able man fought for his country..and soon every child did as well. Over two hundred thousand minors fought in the trenches. It's a sin from humanity's past that is swept under the rug. I felt the need to address this tragedy in this poem to make awareness of what happened a hundred years ago. May every life lost in the war rest in peace. These children will never be forgotten.
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