She asked me to wait a few days before writing about Auschwitz. See what stays with you.

Strangely one of the things which has stayed with me is this song. Or fragment of a song. Or a prayer. I don’t know what to call it.

The pilgrimage called Auschwitz. That personal pilgrimage about which i havent talked to many people. But I did try to make people hear this song.

It speaks to me.

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