he is said to dwell in the castle of Kronborg, his beard grown down to the floor, and to sleep there until some date when Denmark is in mortal danger, at which time he will rise up and deliver the nation
They were good times and great times, and moments of abject fear. To my comrades who survived, I think of you every day. To those who were taken from me, you are in my prayers. From the pain, I am left with the memories of those who fell and the good times we had
Absent Comrades...
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They were good times and great times, and moments of abject fear. To my comrades who survived, I think of you every day. To those who were taken from me, you are in my prayers. From the pain, I am left with the memories of those who fell and the good times we had
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