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Heart, you were never hot Nor large, nor full like hearts made great with shot
Wilfred Owen
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Wilfred Owen
Age: 25 †
Born: 1893
Born: March 18
Died: 1918
Died: November 4
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Oswestry
Shropshire
Wilfred Edward Salter Owen
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