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it's wrong.
dit is verkeerd.

she told me how it was wrong to steal.
sy het my vertel hoe verkeerd dit was om te steel.

i was wrong to trust anton.
ek het anton verkeerdelik vertroud.

and do you mean to suggest by this that i am wrong to wish?
en bedoel jy daarmee dat ... ek verkeerd is om te wens?

Αfter all the time and energy you invested... it would be wrong to give it to another child.
na al die tyd en energie wat u bestee het sou dit verkeerd wees om dit te gee vir 'n ander kind.

so, yeah, i'm probably wrong to think anton's innocent in all this.
dus, ja, ek vergis me dalk as ek dink dat anton onskuldig is.

i made no difference. but if you think that its us easy, you have it wrong.
ek gee nie om of jy saamkom of nie maar as jy dink dat dit vir ons maklik is,

wherefore i have not sinned against thee, but thou doest me wrong to war against me: the lord the judge be judge this day between the children of israel and the children of ammon.
so het ék dan nie teen u gesondig nie, maar ú handel so sleg met my om teen my oorlog te voer. mag die here, die regter, vandag oordeel tussen die kinders van israel en die kinders van ammon!

and memucan answered before the king and the princes, vashti the queen hath not done wrong to the king only, but also to all the princes, and to all the people that are in all the provinces of the king ahasuerus.
toe sê memúgan voor die koning en die vorste: nie alleen teen die koning het koningin vasti misdaan nie, maar ook teen al die vorste en al die volke wat in al die provinsies van koning ahasvéros is.

dear diary. margot died 2 days ago. i cant eat, i cant sleep. im all alone. i think i'm sick too. all day i've been feeling feverish and my back hurts a lot. it is so cold,overcrowded and filthy here. i just wish this war never began and i would still go to school, write stories, go for walks, read and be free. i wish my family was alright and with me, but they're not. i haven't heard anything from dad or peter from the moment we got separated. i hope they are okay. i haven't eaten in two days. all the food i got, i exchanged for blankets. i can feel lice crawling on my skin, all over my body. i look ill and discusting. a ot of women have been dying every day and they don't even get burried. i wonder if they will also just burn me and no-one will remember me. i don't understand what we, jews have done so wrong to deserve this. this is torture. i don't think i have the strength to ever write anymore. thank you for being there for me, always. you have been my friend for four years now and supported me all along. goodbye. anne frank.
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