32 - deported 24.
Undesirable you may have been, untouchable
you were not.
or passed over at the proper time.
As estimated, you died.
sufficient, to that end.
Just so much Zyklon and leather, patented
terror, so many routine cries.
(I have made
an elegy for myself it
September fattens on vines.
flake from the wall.
of harmless fires drifts to my eyes.
This is plenty.
This is more than enough.
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