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The Sepoy (The Indian Mutiny)

All the hot red glow,
The raging booms are gone,
But the grief hangs still
Like a tattered English flag

Limp in the windless air
And the overcoming silence.

The pariah dogs mourn
For men who do not

Yet know that the
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Interesting, but why relate to the Great Indian mutiny

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