Corpses+mud+sun=poppies

The mud outside is punctuated by tiny green dots of emerging grass.

Even Verdun became verdant, and poppies grew. But poppies are a poor exchange for live men, even men mired in mud and barbed wire. They are a poor exchange for one man.

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