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Our livelihood was taken from us
Back then, in the beautiful city Vienna
Life is serene, at last
Refugee child
We came to Bolivia in 1940
… I think I'll play my cello instead
A life-long sense of alienation
Journey of a Jew (World War II) – Footprints of Vera O’Brien, née Harth
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