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A grateful nation rises to prey. The soldiers tried hard to make them stay away. Rachel stayed warm. There was an giant storm.

In the war it was quiet. Rachel licked the spoon. Rachel cried. There was a boom.

Dad went to war last night. Lets make biscuits for dad. The fight wasn't over. Rachel and mom think dad would like Them and he did.

Anzac poem (6)