Some snaps from my current career
Rowing to safety.
A convoy burns at dawn
All is quiet as I set out on another patrol
A large convoy at dawn.
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On sailor's grave there are no roses,
On a seaman's grave there blooms no Edelweiss.
The only ornaments are the white gulls
And the many tears a girl is weeping.
-- German folk song, sung by German seamen during the war.
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