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The youth and the imperialist tribune was also addressed by a young girl

From nicaragua whose hands had been cut off at the wrists by the former

Samosa guards.

Veronica merco, of the german federal republic, had this to say:

Aber ich habe eine ausbildung gemacht

Ak industrie kaufmann und…? ?

I’m a shop assistant at the…? ?

And I must say I’m a shop assistant by profession,

But it is difficult for…? ?

Now and then a little thing gets by.

Now and then we’ll cry.

Like a fall in a war, like a mother’s open arms.

Like a pawn in a game, hard to take.

There we sit on a line, wasting fortunes at a time, and pray.

All the time we are gone, there’s no reason, there’s no way.

Oh, the soul is the one so they say.

There we sit on a line, wasting fortunes at a time, and play.

She never thought he’d be this way.

Her arms aloft, she holds.

But now it’s all a memory.

And it’s gone…

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