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Never shall I forget the little faces of the children, whose bodies turned into...
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Elie Wiesel
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Night
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Never shall I forget the little faces of the children, whose bodies turned into wreaths of smoke beneath a silent blue sky.
( Elie Wiesel )
[ Night ]
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