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Correcting God

It was a fateful era for the Jews, when their tears, blood and fate was manipulated by the Nazi. They found anything Jewish to be damned and wrong, forcing thousands of Jews to exile, and millions to their deaths. The Nazis didn't bat their eyelids as they poured gasolene on little children piled up together in a barn, as they shouted and cried for help. At random Jews were selected, and lined up to face the firing squad in Swastikas; their blood flowed into pools, trenches and streets, haunting the spirit of justice in Europe. Concentration camps, torture and executions are the only things that the Jews knew, as they wondered what wrong they did, God creating them to be who they were.....

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