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my way out over two miles of shell torn, water soaked, ground to our Reserve position in Gap Trench, where I crawled into a shelter and slept. Another night in that infernal outpost would have killed me; as it is I am utterly worn out.

[Transcribed by June Pettit and Patricia Ryan for the State Library of New South Wales]

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