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  • And Death fell with me, like a deepening moan.
    And He, picking a manner of worm, which half had hid
    Its bruises in the earth, but crawled no further,
    Showed me its feet, the feet of many men,
    And the fresh-severed head of it, my head.

    Wilfred Owen (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Wilfred Owen (Illustrated)”, p.194, Delphi Classics