Never shall I forget that night, the first night in camp, which has made my life a long night and boarded up for seven times.
Never shall I forget that smoke. Never shall I forget the little faces of children whose bodies I saw turned into wreaths of smoke beneath a silent sky.
Never shall I forget those flames which consumed my faith forever.
Never shall I forget that nocturnal silence which I took off for ever the desire to live.
Never shall I forget those moments which murdered my God and my soul and my dreams, who took the face of the desert.
Never shall I forget everything, even if I were condemned to live as God Himself. Never.
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