Adolf Hitler 2019
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Rahman Henry
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At the Tiergarten City Park, Berlin, I saw Adolf:
Not a traditional outfit, wanders
Wearing the clothes of foreigners;
Our conversation could be as the following manners:
— In this naturalist Park, where everyone is naked; Here, covering must be an obscenity.
: Not in the army this time. I writes anti-war poetry.
[He was not a guy to be flared with sudden askens; It was just my imagination, while crossing the distance between the two...]
As soon as we stood face to face, simply I disclosed my wonderment:
—you born again!
He did't reply. Speechless, stoic, proceeded to indifferent; —and the poured body odor from that slow-motion, proclaimed:
"This Hitler, not a German by race; His rebirth happens— in all other lands. "
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