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CAUGHT IN THE CROSSFIRE OF ADULT WARS
I see the world gradually being turned into a wilderness, I hear the ever-approaching thunder, which will destroy us too, I can feel the suffering of millions, and yet, if I look up into the heavens, I think that it will all come right, that this cruelty, too, will end.
THESE ARE THE words of a 15-year-old girl. They could have been written yesterday, by a child in Bosnia or Afghanistan. They were written 50 years ago in the Netherlands, by Anne Frank, who died shortly afterwards in a Nazi concentration camp.