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Apr 2014
What you think are walls
are not walls, these
are blocks of shoes belonging
to the long gone. Look
at us, the way we walk in the footsteps
of those murdered, and here
there is no scream. Here
there is only silence.
Majdanek, Poland
Wednesday, March 19, 2014
12:55 PM

From my collection, Poems from Poland
RA
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