Preface

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 We live not just to die.

A lot of years had passed since that dreaded day came.

Living is like dying every day.

No one did ever stop.

Seeking for a way out was never easy. In fact it never came across our way.

Screaming voices.

Excruciating noises of pain.

Every breath we take is a piece of diamond.

Every day that we could wake up is a one in a million chance.

Hiding was not a choice.

Millions were lost.

Even I, was already lost.

I'm here to seek for a chance.

A chance of living and not just existing.

  

- © Aika&Ka†erine

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