Paper aeroplanes flying over the barbed wire
of Gulag, picked up by passers-by,
posted to addresses indicated there on,
were clandestine letters: the only connection to life,
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Head hangs in shame when we see such dark face of humanity.Poignantly expressed the poem is heart touching.