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The darkness before dawn. The mumbling of prayers. Feeling alone when thousands are by your side. Last thoughts of family and friends. They sit in silence, waiting. Now the moment is upon them. Even the wind stops so there could be no mistaking the instruction that was about to be given.

Then the ramps lowered and they charged forwards, pushing aside anxiety and fear, letting courage and pride lead them by their hands and their hearts. Immediate flashes from an invisible enemy and the thunderous rattling, cracking sounds of gunfire rained down. Agonising screams of despair cut through the now howling wind. The sun, finally peeking its head, brought light to those fallen, their tumbling bodies caressed to shore by the gentle hands of waves. The smell of gunpowder did little to mask the stench of death and the cold. The metallic hope of weapons, clutched with white-knuckled hands, offered no defence to an advantaged enemy. The red spray of saltwater touched lips and faces, mixing with tears, before rolling down the faces of a young nation. But it was their will to keep moving forward, their courage and determination to fight for what they loved and believed in … that true ANZAC spirit that never gives up and defines who we are, and that makes us proud to be Australian.

Today on ANZAC Day we will stand and we will be proud. They will always be our heroes and we will forever be grateful for their sacrifice. We will acknowledge the past and we will celebrate the future. We will give thanks for our privileges and who we are as a nation. And we will remember and salute them … lest we forget!

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Definitions for coze – noun [kohz]

  1. a friendly talk; a chat.
  2. to converse in a friendly way.

He would’ve been happy with just a drink, or a coze in her apartment, but when things escalated, who was he to refuse?

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The darkness before dawn. The mumbling of prayers. Feeling alone when thousands are by your side. Last thoughts of family and friends. They sit in silence, waiting. Now the moment is upon them. Even the wind stops so there could be no mistaking the instruction that was about to be given.

Then the ramps lowered and they charged forwards, pushing aside anxiety and fear, letting courage and pride lead them by their hands and their hearts. Immediate flashes from an invisible enemy and the thunderous rattling, cracking sounds of gunfire rained down. Agonising screams of despair cut through the now howling wind. The sun, finally peeking its head, brought light to those fallen, their tumbling bodies caressed to shore by the gentle hands of waves. The smell of gunpowder did little to mask the stench of death and the cold. The metallic hope of weapons, clutched with white-knuckled hands, offered no defence to an advantaged enemy. The red spray of saltwater touched lips and faces, mixing with tears, before rolling down the faces of a young nation. But it was their will to keep moving forward, their courage and determination to fight for what they loved and believed in … that true ANZAC spirit that never gives up and defines who we are, and that makes us proud to be Australian.

Today on ANZAC Day we will stand and we will be proud. They will always be our heroes and we will forever be grateful for their sacrifice. We will acknowledge the past and we will celebrate the future. We will give thanks for our privileges and who we are as a nation. And we will remember and salute them … lest we forget!

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