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Apr 2014
And though we are
six feet under,
the sun shines
and music plays.
“Yea though I walk
through the valley of death
I will not fear,
for you are with me.”
And yea as I walk
through these places of death
I have to ask-
were you with them?
Belźec, Poland
Thursday, March 20, 2014
3:10 PM

From my collection, Poems from Poland

NOTE: This may not be the traditional translation of the Bible, as I translated directly from the original Hebrew.
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