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Dose history repeat itself that is to be seen Persecution because of religion color political views Is not right life is a gift let everyone enjoy the gift Of life. No one has a right to persecute anyone Who is different to them.

Beginning of the end

Soldiers marching buy gun shots from outside.

We have to run into darkened corners just so
We can hide. 

But they have found us in huddles we are stood

It's pointless to try and run as that would not 
End good. 

Walked to a train station I think we're out of luck 

Stripped of our belongings and loaded into a 
Cattle truck. 

Standing for hour only tears there's no smiles 

The day turns to night we must of travelled miles 

Some with no hats or coats some with no shoes 
On their feet. 

Old and frail dropping down begging for food 
To eat. 

This was the start of the end 6 million lives lost

This was the beginning of the bloody 
                   Holocaust.
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