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3.V - 1944 Raka[?]

Dearest Selma
We are now in the most beautiful month of the year,
the month of May. Everything comes to life.
And us two, we have to sit here and wait in the attic.
We also wait for a new life, which I firmly believe
will come. Just patience and endurance [stamina].
Every day that we have [survived/gone through[?]is a day that gets
us closer to our goal. The month of May has also a
special meaning for me