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I shall be pleased to hear from you (if no trouble) & trust I am not too much worry.

Yours very sincerely
In sorrow
Annie Boys.

When the flowers strew the roadways
And the boys come marching home
To the cheering of the people & the beating of the drum
When the father's hands shall grasp them
And the Mother's arms shall clasp them
Oh have pity for the watching ones
Whose lads will never come

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