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Conclusion. .
Adrienne 2022-03-23 09:02:48
Can anyone from this watchtower remind everyone of the arrival of the new executioner? Are their faces really different from ours? Among us prisoners still lingering, resurrected officers and unknown informers, some would refuse to believe or simply forget, and we look at these ruins with sincere eyes, as if the smashed monsters were reborn Heavy on the rubble, when memories go back in time we pretend to regain hope, as if we and the victims buried in the camp were healed, we pretend it will only happen once, in one place, one time, we are Turning a blind eye to the surroundings, pretending not to hear the non-stop crying of humans.
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Récitant/Narrator: Those of us who pretend to believe that all this happened at a certain time and in a certain place, and those who refuse to see, who do not hear the cry to the end of time.
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Récitant/Narrator: As I speak to you now, the icy water of the ponds and ruins fill the hallows of the mass graves, a frigid and muddy water, as murky as our memory. War nods off to sleep, but keeps one eye always open.