We will never know what you might have become.
We will never know if you would discover a cure for cancer.
We will never know if you would write the most beautiful love songs.
We will never know how many house you might have built.
We will never know how many jokes you could have told.
We will never know what brings you joy.
We will never know the boy behind those piercing eyes.
We do know your bane is Peter Blödy
We do know you were loved by your family
We do know your birthday is 31 October 1936, born in Vienna.
We do know you were killed 23 Oct 1944, 8 days before your 8th birthday.
We do know you were killed in Auschwitz
I do know I will not forget you.
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