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Defeat a defeated army Whatever the cost Cessation of hostilities Paid for in blood The night was frigid Shrouded in drizzle and fog As the marines tried to find their way in the gloom Nothing was visible but the flash of enemy guns Pierced with bullets they dropped to the ground After four long years The end is near A war of attrition The war to end all wars Defeat a defeated army Whatever the cost Cessation of hostilities Paid for in blood On the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month Peace was signed that day After four long years The end is near A war of attrition The war to end all wars
