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Wonder what it feels like to be there. The smell of gunpowder and misty blood, the frantic screaming for help, children crying to their parents and parents crying to their children, and the dread of not knowing if you'll ever make it out of there; to greet your loved ones once again. I feel guilty of living such a peaceful life...

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