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my future how many years now since the last holocaust and you smile the question is irrelevant if the ovens still burn you want names and all i have are pictures and the man across the street believes that every wall should be rebuilt his eyes are black and his wrists bear no scars his wife hides the children what he holds is my future and in his hands my future narrows down to nothing more than a locked door covered in blood
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