What is an acrostic poem for the word Gettysburg?

Giant battle fought with might,

Every soldier's heart took flight.

Thousands perished, lives were lost,

The Union's cause, at any cost.

Youthful dreams turned into dust,

Sadness, sorrow, and distrust.

Blood stained the ground, a crimson hue,

Unity forged, a nation anew.

Rememberance etched in history's page,

Gettingburg, a turning point in rage.

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