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Dresden Survivor

"To my left, I suddenly see a woman. I can see her to this day, and shall never forget it. She carries a bundle in her arms. It is a baby. She runs, she falls, and the child flies in an arc into the fire. Suddenly, I saw people again, right in front of me. They scream and gesticulate with their hands, and then -- to my utter horror and amazement-- I see how one after the other they simply seem to let themselves drop to the ground. They fainted and then burnt to cinders. (Today I know that these unfortunate people were the victims of lack of oxygen)."

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Date: 5/18/2015 1:55:00 PM
piercing poem and beautiful in its poetic clarity, thomas... huggs
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