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It seemed that out of battle I escaped Down some profound dull tunnel, long since scooped Through granites which titanic wars had groined.

Wilfred Owen

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Wilfred Owen
Age: 25 †
Born: 1893
Born: March 18
Died: 1918
Died: November 4
Poet
Writer
Oswestry
Shropshire
Wilfred Edward Salter Owen
Owen
Profound
Titanic
Battle
Granite
Since
Escaped
War
Tunnel
Long
Tunnels
Wars
Dull
Seemed
Scooped

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