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Forced March: Selected Poems
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Miklos Radnoti, George Gomori (Translator), Clive Wilmer (Translator)
I fell beside him. His body - which was taut as a cord is, when it snaps - spun as I fell. Shot in the neck. 'This is how you will end, 'I whispered to myself' keep lying still. Now, patience is flowering into death. "Der springt noch auf,' said someone over me. Blood on my ears was drying, caked with earth. Postcard IV'[We are] fortunate in ...
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