Where are you Lorca?
Where does yr body lies?
So, I can return yr remains
To yr family
How I dream of you discovered
But Franco’s men shot you
Into a mass grave
Without records, no one can reveal
Where you died
But I know you are in Poet’s Heaven
With Cohen as company
Both dancing with words
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That is so sad and enraging in so many ways and in so many levels!