Satish "...if I were poaching on death, that was unintentional...My ashes are not meant for praise They are to be strewn around on hills..." where the flowers might grow. And that they should be, your insight to the visions of war are a tribute to the helpless man/woman/child who was caught in the "barbed" fencing due to politics and religion. May all the innocent who perished due to war and the holocaust find their way into your garden, that we might know the beauty we should have seen on earth. Thank you Satish.- Marcia Schechinger
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