After seeing the main areas of Birkenau Concentration Camp, and learning of the horrors that had occurred there, it was a relief to find a tranquil patch of nature. Whilst enjoying the quiet and the late afternoon sun, I had a strange meeting.
The title of this post is taken from a poem by Wilfred Owen. Although Second Lieutenant Owen’s poem has a different theme, his writing came to mind when I was wondering what to call this post.
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