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On the roads of Siberia
Someone may still uncover a button, a lace
Of my torn shoe,
A leather belt, a shard of a clay mug,
A page of the holy book.
On the rivers of Siberia
Someone may still…
[ . . . ] In the summer of 1903 I traveled to Russia, where I was to meet with the heads of the socialist revolutionary groups in various cities in south Russia and on the Volga…
[ . . . ] In time, I lost my shyness. I became a “big shot” in one of the Am Olam groups. In our debates it became clear to me that it was still a beautiful idea to start colonies in which we…