Toutes ces tombes qui renferment<\/p>\n
Ce pass\u00e9 plein d\u2019embuscades<\/p>\n
Dont la vie \u00e9tait un pi\u00e8ge<\/p>\n
Et personne n\u2019avait le choix<\/p>\n
Les tranch\u00e9es ouvraient les portes<\/p>\n
De l\u2019injustice v\u00e9cue<\/p>\n
Attrist\u00e9s par le pass\u00e9<\/p>\n
Nos esprits \u00e9taient marqu\u00e9s<\/p>\n
Tous ces soldats \u00e9puis\u00e9s<\/p>\n
Ont combattu pour leur honneur<\/p>\n
Ils \u00e9taient tous effar\u00e9s<\/p>\n
Jusqu\u2019\u00e0 leurs derni\u00e8res heures<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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