When We Moved.

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Reads 87
Votes 5
Parts 3
Time 7m

When we moved everything went wrong. What is this empty feeling. Why would this happen. 
My name is Felek, I'm a polish-Jew and I've moved house in 1939 on August  28.All Rights Reserved

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