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It happened right in front of my eyes.
I saw it.
I saw it all.
I could see the fragments of my life trying to fall apart.
I tried though, to hold it tight.
But who can fight storm and still stay unscathed?
I saw my world crumbling down.
What was left of it was ashes and remains.
Pain and sorrow.
Me, with haunting memories.

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