Sunday, October third. 6 P. M. Rain...
I was ordered to execute seven prisioners.
Lined up, blindfolded and chained to a stake in a field...

It seemed as if my bullets couldn't reach them.
Instead the seven grinned and seven horrible visions of war, one by one,
Captured my soul
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