George Gogea

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Here I lie to take my rest They call me Gogea George Green leaf of dogwood I was once a young man I liked the bicycle Since I was a child But here's what happened I was slashed by a knife And I died on the spot Death you have an ugly name For you carried me off young And my life you took away At age 22 D 1949

George Gogea is buried in Cimitirul Vesel, Săpânța, Săpânța, Comuna Sãpânţa, Maramureș, Romania