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THE BOMBING OF DRESDEN

THE BOMBING OF DRESDEN February 13, 1945 Pathfinders lit the night to show the way for bombardiers too hungry for the word; as Dresden's dark was made as light as day, all hearts were stopped before the blasts were heard; and as the din was heard by all their ears the sound it made was not reality but far removed from all the hopes and fears and what they thought would never come to be. They loved the Fuhrer--sin enough for all to die the fiery death of sweet revenge brought on by those who had enough of gall to drop their loads in wartimes heated binge! And when the fire consumed all that it could the winter of their lives was understood.

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