I march
With all the others
No shoes
Every step is a stab in the heart.
I stare
Into the eyes
Of the Nazis
Why would they do this?
I dare
To look them in the eye
I'm set to die
So what's the point?
I watch
As my family step into the chamber
I'm next
To be slaughtered
I scream
As they scream
I can hear them
Can you hear them
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