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Gas comes and some soldiers get their helmets on in time but one man fails to put his mask on and collapses in another soldiers arms , choking and drowning

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He lay dead in a wagon, blood gargling and spluttering lungs. If the people who said ‘Dulce et Decorum est pro patria mori’ would not think so if they were the ones fighting.

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Walking through sludge leaving the battle field , many had lost their boots and gas shells dropping softly behind.