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AND STILL I CANNOT HATE
I see bones and hair, shoes and glasses.
While in a Nazi hell ruled by the devil’s brother, But still I cannot hate.
I see women’s brushes, men’s talisim and babies’ tattered clothing, But still I cannot hate.
I see splintered boards where people laid their weary bodies, I see where people slaved and tried to exist,
And still I cannot hate.
I see the death and destruction,
But still I cannot hate.
I won’t continue this tragedy, I won’t spread the disease. I won’t fan the flames, that hate like this inspires.
—Jennifer Staffenberg, 17, March of the Living, 1994
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