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27th June 1916
We received the first reinforcements today. Like we need any. The trenches are packed as it is. We are wallowing in mud, drowning in our own sweat and tears. Some of the guys from the farms have bought photos of their friends and families. One boy keeps showing us a picture of his fiancé. I don’t think he realises, I don’t think any of them do, that we won’t live through this. The order came through with the reinforcements. We’re going over the top next week. You should have seen their faces. They looked glad that they’d be leaving the trenches.
