As I sit at a school desk
They sat in a decrepit ghetto
I tell my sister to go away
As they yearned for their siblings to be there
I cry over a test
Whereas they watched death without shedding a tear
I recognize how lucky I am
While they were not so fortunate
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A/N: This chapter is dedicated to all of the Holocaust survivors.
