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tracing what happened to my grandfather |
| Maximilian I am curious, I am persistant I wonder how it will turn out I hear the echos of gunfire long silenced I see the mist lifting over the fallen I want to know what happened I am curious, I am persistant I pretend to walk his path that day I feel the cold burja on my face I touch the broken limbs of trees in his path I smell the sap I worry for his safety I cry because I never knew him I am curious, I am persistant I understand conflict I say that it can be resolved I dream of understnding between people, brothers, family I try to be open minded I am curious, I am persistant |