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“That is how I think of peace and peace of mind-as timid birds that we have to search for, not bold ones that come looking for us.”

Quote by Margarita Engle

Book:Tropical Secrets: Holocaust Refugees in Cuba

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Tropical Secrets: Holocaust Refugees in Cuba

Tropical Secrets delves into the lives of individuals who escaped the Holocaust and settled in Cuba, offering a detailed account of their journey and adaptation to a new environment. more

Author

Margarita Engle

Margarita Engle is an American writer known for her works in children's literature and poetry. Born on September 2, 1951, she has a passion for literature and poetry from a young age. Engle's works have been highly praised by readers and critics for their rich imagination and emotional expression. more

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