"And Death fell with me, like a deepening moan.  And He, picking a manner of worm, which half had hid  Its bruises in the earth, but crawled no further,  Showed me its feet, the feet of many men,  And the fresh-severed head of it, my head." - Wilfred Owen

Wilfred Owen: And Death fell with me, like a deepening moan. And He,...

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"And Death fell with me, like a deepening moan. And He, picking a manner of worm, which half had hid Its bruises in the earth, but crawled no further, Showed me its feet, the feet of many men, And the fresh-severed head of it, my head." - Wilfred Owen

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