CLARION
The steps of St. Ladislaw's were filled with
people - it seemed a special day. A saint from some
Polish town was being entered. Just like a storybook
with some funny pages missing, people lined up just
to stay in place. For me, there are no miracles, and
the dead never rise from their death. Boiling water
kills germs and bacteria, but the crowd, with its voice,
still swells. Here is the call I was waiting for.
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