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Bombardment, barrage, curtain-fire, mines, gas, tanks, machine-guns, hand-grenades - words, words, but they hold the horror of the world.

Erich Maria Remarque

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Erich Maria Remarque
Age: 72 †
Born: 1898
Born: June 22
Died: 1970
Died: September 25
Novelist
Playwright
Screenwriter
Writer
Vienna
Austria
Erich Paul Remark
Erich Maria Remark
Mines
Tanks
Fronts
Curtains
Hold
Gas
Fire
Guns
Bombardment
Hand
Machine
Barrage
Words
Gun
Grenades
Hands
Machines
Grenade
World
Horror
Curtain

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