It's been a shitty week.
And this phrase goes through my head on a loop. I don't know where it came from (a Google search comes up with this). I find it interesting it's on a Sadness and Anxiety page.
"Death Camp Flowers."
"Death Camp Flowers."
"Death Camp Flowers."
What does it mean? Beauty among evil? Goodness can live in Bad Times?
I want to use this phrase in a poem or story, but the flow stops abruptly there:
"Death Camp Flowers."
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