The Witness: A Creative Response to Art

What have you seen behind the mask too small to hold the memories of a thousand cries, the visions of a thousand deaths, the sounds of a thousand infants too old to live? You sit, the barbed collar on your neck a warning to those who dare to think you are

stray.

  

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