Verses are like these
and
the war-tanks are on the streets
and
the corpses stretch in line
and
the war tanks pass and
pass
and
more corpses stretch in line
For
verses are like these
and
the war-tanks are on the streets
and
the corpses stretch in line
and
the war tanks pass and
pass
and
more corpses stretch in line
fires burn
streets and houses
and a human burning
runs, falls
moves not.
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