Introduction

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    Her name was koona, koona kala, a girl no one could forget. Her long black hair, her butiful brown skin, and her gorgeous gray eyes, those gray eyes that spilled more tears than any other person I have ever met. Yet the thing that still amazes me was that she never lost hope. No matter what she had been through she still believed every thing would turn out fine. This is her story, this is koona kala the bravest solder I had ever met.

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