‘Budapest’

Miklós Radnóti statue

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  1. “Shot in the back of the head- “This is how
    you’ll end.” “Just lie quietly,” I said to myself.
    Patience flowers into death now.”
    From his poem “Postcard 4” written after seeing a friend, a violinist, executed. A few days before his own death.
    What a waste war is, all the way round.

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