Disclaimer: This isn't my past. I don't own the events that happened during the Holocuast.


So here I sit,

Writing,

My last words

On this thin,

Little,

Piece of Paper.

My Friend.

It Listens.

It keeps my Secrets.

It will be here,

When I am not.

You see,

We all struggle with our history,

Our past;

But my history,

It will not repeat itself.

I am saying so,

On this thin,

Little,

Piece of Paper.

For in my history,

Mandestroys Man.

Through Gas;

Through Starvation;

Through Camps.

But Nature,

Does not destroy Man.

Nature;

Like this thin,

Little,

Piece of Paper.


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