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The war was over, what happened cannot be changed, yet impossible to forget, I had to accept it and learn how to live with the scars. I was only a small child but felt like a veteran fighter, fighter for my own life.  As I wrote: “I had began to grasp the difference between good and evil in an all-too-real way”, all I wanted now was happiness. It felt like I had spent an eternity among elderly during the plight,…..

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