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One
day
when
I
was
able
to
get
up,
I
decided
to
look
at
myself
in
the
mirror
on
the
opposite
wall.
I
had
not
seen
myself
since
the
ghetto.
From
the
depths
of
the
mirror,
a
corpse
was
contemplating
me.
The
look
in
his
eyes
as
he
gazed
at
me
has
never
left
me.
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