A birthday in camp - Man's Search for Meaning - Viktor Frankl

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Suddenly there was a silence and into the night a violin sang a desperately sad tango, an unusual tune not spoiled by frequent playing. The violin wept and a part of me wept with it, for on that same day someone had a twenty-fourth birthday. That someone lay in another part of the Auschwitz camp, possibly only a few hundred or a thousand yards away, and yet completely out of reach. That someone was my wife.

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slowtyper237 1 year, 6 months ago
me too man, I like violins as well.

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