Reflections
Darkness outlines the horizon,
possessing its own silence in the world.
This is a place of peace;
the worries of the present pale in comparison to history;
We remember, we forget, we learn…
Absorbing and reflecting; surfaces hide true depths.
Mirrored faces give body to the names of a generation.
Shock captivates the unknown.
The stories are told.
Walking and walking down into a time, a place, a people.
Sun setting, our steps carry us into the hope of a new dawn.
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