Hell & Back
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I'll never forget it. I still hear the cries of men and the bombarding of earth and water whenever i close my eyes. We won, but no one ever talks about the things we had to endure or lose. None of us were the same from that day on. We all lost a part of ourselves. Moral compasses go astray as death wreaked behind every stone unturned.
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