I Don't Know If History Repeats Itself But I Do Know That You Don't. I Remember That City Was Divided Not Only Between Jews And Arabs, But Between Me And You, When We Were There Together. We Made Ourselves A Womb Of Dangers We Built Ourselves A House Of Deadening Wars Like Men Of Far North Who Build Themselves A Safe Warm House Of Deadening Ice. The City Has Been Reunited But We Haven't Been There Together. By Now I Know That History Doesn't Repeat Itself, As I Always Knew That You Wouldn't.
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