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Jul 2016
there is shouting in the street tonight,
and crying in the home,
someone's son is lying bleeding,
his body broken,
an inspiration to rage,
or to answer a call
to recognize in one another
ourselves.
Bela Matyas Feher
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Bela Matyas Feher
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