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The youth and the Imperialist Tribune was also addressed by a young girl from Nicaragua whose hands had been cut off at the wrists by the former Samosa guards. Veronica Merco, of the German Federal Republic, had this to say: Aber ich habe eine Ausbildung gemacht ak Industrie Kaufmann und... ?? I'm a shop assistant at the... ?? and I must say I'm a shop assistant by profession, but it is difficult for.... ?? Now and then a little thing gets by. Now and then we'll cry. Like a fall in a war, like a mother's open arms. Like a pawn in a game, hard to take. There we sit on a line, wasting fortunes at a time, and pray. All the time we are gone, there's no reason, there's no way. Oh, the soul is the one so they say. There we sit on a line, wasting fortunes at a time, and play. She never thought he'd be this way. Her arms aloft, she holds. But now it's all a memory. And it's gone...