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They make them pay,
for their dignity,
they looted them,
and they flunked their dignity.
Shared, Cared, celebrated,the moments of fallen days,nostalgically memorized,some path traveled with an army of own, the ruling legends, a family, not at home. A group of persons, met in different phases of life, a stranger at first, and a friend at the end.some met at childhood, some at young and some will be with meContinue reading “A Family, not at home”