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Monday
A poem written by an unknown child in a Nazi death camp:
From tomorrow on I shall be sad,
From tomorrow on.
Not today, today I will be glad.
And every day, no matter how bitter it may be.
I shall say:
From tomorrow on I shall be sad.
Not Today.
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