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Uploaded by alancastrian on Nov 7, 2009
Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day; earth's joys grow dim; its glories pass away; change and decay in all around I see; O thou who changest not, abide with me. A tribute to all those that have fallen during times of war and conflict.
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