Task: Poem Generation
Input (English): Veteran's First Battle
Output (English): look out into the vast barren land the wind whisper into my ear we listen to all the general's command sunshine reflect off of all metal in it reach my thought line up a the soldier do so still so focused their eye lead you to their soul we line up silent our commitment be true the sparkle of reflected metal now visible in the distance the enemy march so perfect and straight about a mile away they stop no emotion show distantly a weapon spin then point in our direction suddenly a shot be hear and hit one of our own we shoot back one of their own go now their blood be our strength the eruption of sudden chaos struck every minute be another hour the battle be win but the war have no end injured soldier surround me not many left not much to defend they're send some of u home now