No need to introduce yourself.
        We've met before.
        Don't you remember?
        We met
        In Paris
        Of '43.
        Then again
        In the camps of the following year.
        And I remember
        Your Cossack cap
        And
        Your flowing robes among the olive groves.
        But we've met
        On so many occasions
        I can't recount.
        So
        I'm not surprised that we meet again
        On the streets of America with a placard your hand.
 

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