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That's all of it, and Dagerman never gave it a name. He wrote it for the Red Cross as a plea for compassion in the syndicalist newspaper Arbetaren, for which he wrote over a thousand daily verses from autumn 1943 until the day before his suicide 1954. He was an amazing writer, both verse and prose, and you can sort of see where those verses were coming from in his travelogue German Autumn from 1946: People demanded of those who were suffering their way through the German autumn that they should learn from their misfortune. No one thought that hunger is a very bad teacher.