#HistoricalEchoes

In the hidden annex, shadows dance,
A young girl's heart, given a chance.
Within these walls, her dreams take flight,
In the darkest days, she finds her light.

A diary's pages, her secret friend,
Where thoughts and fears begin to blend.
She writes of hope, of love, of pain,
In a world gone mad, she remains sane.

"Why must we suffer for who we are?"
She asks the night, the distant star.
Her words a beacon, pure and bright,
A testament to human might.

"I still believe, in spite of all,
That people are good," she would recall.
Her spirit strong, her will unbroken,
In every word, her truth is spoken.

Through the silence, her voice persists,
In every heart, her courage exists.
Anne Frank's legacy, a timeless plea,
For peace, for love, for humanity.

In hiding, days blend into...