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Memories
by
Win Rainer
(Wife of a Fepow)
Now that all sadness is cradled in the past
Memories of those brutal years will last
Our young men's faces fresh and young
Had no idea at that time, that had begun
Their days of torture starvation and pain
The treacherous years that were to remain
Can we ever begin to understand the tragedy that enfolded them
And those years in memory of time condemn
There is only one way, that we in our present time can give
Love and understanding while they live
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