I
am being deported to a possible future where…”all of these moments in time will
be gone like tears in rain…”
Time to sleep, perchance to dream…
Mural For Myself In The South
Bronx Of Admerica
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I carried Anne Frank while shadows of burnt out buildings and bullies fell over us in The South Bronx of America. Mr. ...
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