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What War Left Us With.

We tremble under siege of violence raging like a storm, shredding properties with no permission. What would be our fate to come remains unknown due to seen and the unseen circumstance. In a flick we turned refugees, tears rolling down our faces with no reconciliation. But this was far too much to bare, we sought for peace not war, for mutual understanding not conflict, to run barefooted recklessly on the seashore with the sun gradually sinking itself into the waters. To be separated by the sound of weapons fired by uniformed men with a face mark by scars of no mercy. No wonder the English men call it "Weapon" separated it and you have weap-on a continuous action that never seizes, only to Justice and fairness do these machinery bow to.