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May 2020
I step obedient in the line
  to the train waiting for us,
  the Jews. We took what mattered
  most. Children and old family and
  we tucked small sacred into pockets.
  Who'd do genocide in modern times?
  I lost my family. I lost my mind.
  I lived an afterlife, an abortion.
I'm of Irish descent and love the Jewish people I've ever known. We all suffered.
Acme
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Acme  71/M/Charlotte, NC
(71/M/Charlotte, NC)   
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   Jayne E
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