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by Lawrence Dugan


We met them at a block party on Sansom Street
One Bastille Day,
Two Berliners, true believers,
Who met when the Wall fell,
A night he remembered
For the chunk of concrete
He carried home
And they carried with them for several years
Until she made him get rid of it.
It turned out she was from the east
And what was a symbol to him
Was real to her
And you realized that the Wall
Had two sides
And she tore hers down
One night in New Jersey.

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