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A mountain of dead, and I am not crying, it’s just a bit of ash that flew and found its way into my eye.
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Apr 8, 2014
Apr 8, 2014 at 1:43 AM UTC
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A mountain of dead, and I am not crying, it’s just a bit of ash that flew and found its way into my eye.
Majdanek, Poland Wednesday, March 19, 2014 2:26 PM From my collection, Poems from Poland
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Apr 8, 2014
Apr 8, 2014 at 1:43 AM UTC
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