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      <pubDate>2023-05-16 19:15:22 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Fear</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>“Was I still alive? Was I awake? How was it possible that men, women, and children were being burned alive and that the world kept silent? No. All this could not be real. A nightmare perhaps… Soon I would wake up with a start, my heart pounding and find that I was back in the room of my childhood. With my books…”(p.g 32)</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2023-05-18 02:20:35 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title> Hurt</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>“Bite your lips, little brother… Don’t cry. Keep your anger, your hate, for another day, for later. The day will come but not now… Wait. Clench your teeth and wait…”(p.g53)</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2023-05-18 02:37:26 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Fear</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>“But the third rope was still moving: the child, too light, was still breathing… And so he remained for more than half an hour, lingering between life and death, writhing before our eyes. And we were forced to look at him at close range. He was still alive when I passed him. His tongue was still red, his eyes not yet extinguished.”(p.g 65)</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2023-05-18 02:48:41 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Anger</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>“What are You, my God? I thought angrily. How do you compare to this stricken mass gathered to affirm to&nbsp;<br>You their faith, their anger, their defiance? What does your grandeur mean, Master of the Universe, in the face of all this cowardice, this decay, and this misery? Why do you go on troubling these poor people wounded minds, their ailing bodies?”(p.g 66)</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2023-05-18 02:53:15 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Hope</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>“But there was were those who said we should fast, precisely because it was dangerous to do so. We needed to show God that even here, locked in hell, we were capable of singing His praises.”(p.g 69)</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2023-05-18 02:59:00 UTC</pubDate>
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