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May 2019
Nem élhetek, se nem pusztulnak tovább
(I CANNOT LIVE NOR DIE ANY LONGER)

For Miklós Radnóti

I build this
bridge of words

so that I can
walk back over time

and take
your hand.

You to me
this man

made only of
words

talking out of a book.

And I only able
to touch you

with these used words
of mine

I clasp your hand
in mine

call you friend.
Donall Dempsey
Written by
Donall Dempsey  Guildford
(Guildford)   
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     Nadia, A Slow Heyoka and CK Baker
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