is confronted by their unfamiliarfaces, mangled laid bare in the verdant grasslike a falcon devours a field mouse bloodon the rust-hued walls of a campfire throwing sparks in your eyes, andthe numbers: 09650, 05653 Peering deeper intothe pages until they can no longerbe read in English For the Japanese- Americans who lived through internment.
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