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Borsato Marco
Just A Person
With a blurry look
He looks through the barbed wire
About as old as me
When he has his picture taken
Tortured
Humiliated
A picture, a war of living images
Which yellowed again after a few years
A photo of people with tears on their cheeks
Caught briefly through lenses< br/>Just a person
Just a person
Just a person
With a scared face
In a gray empty street
Both her eyes closed
Squinted for the hatred
So young
So old already
The pictures, a war of living images
Which yellowed again after a few years
The photos of looks full of hope and desire
Caught for a moment by lenses
Just a person
Just a person
Just a lens
The pictures, an era captured for a moment
They are still coming always alive
The pictures of men with tanks and guns
Too much to really shock
Just a person
Just a person
Just a lens
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Just a person