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poliphilo I was sitting in the yard with my book when Nikisha appeared at the wall with a couple of pieces of paper in her hand.
"What are those?"
"Nothing. Just poems. I wrote them in school. Would you like to read them?"
One was about the holocaust (with a picture of Hitler at the bottom). The other was about a child hiding in the rubble of a bombed-out town.
"What are those?"
"Nothing. Just poems. I wrote them in school. Would you like to read them?"
One was about the holocaust (with a picture of Hitler at the bottom). The other was about a child hiding in the rubble of a bombed-out town.
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