Cries Of War
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Last published Fri, Jul 29, 2016
"Irene.. it's the most beautiful village you will see. And it's people are as beautiful as it is. Serene landscapes, beautiful rivers and welcoming people. It's a place where nature and people live together in harmony. I could go on talking about its wonders, it's captivating experiences..".
"It sounds so lovely, I could listen to you all day" she said. "Where is it?" She asked. "Gone.." I said. Silence filled the meadow. Dead silence. All I could hear around me was the cries of war...
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