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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