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Compared to mother nature, the death mother, The SS were amateurs, amateurs In the sense of lovers; truely, they loved. They were amateurs in the other sense Of not being particularly proficient. Some after all survived the Holocaust, And lived to bear witness to the horror. Where are their ghosts, refuseniks of the dead? They do not haunt the plots of graves at night Despite the vigil of a thousand souls Who sit and wait for signs that never come. They do not stand apart on Halloween. Children reveal themselves behind their masks, Bored, and confused, and itching for a scrap.