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A bomb exploded with a thunderous sound, mangled pieces wre thrown around. Bodies were battered, lives were shattered. Freedom indeed has a price to pay, three souls lost their lives that day. Who will the widowed bride he fought valiantly before he died.
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Jun 23, 2016
Jun 23, 2016 at 12:15 AM UTC
Lost lives
A bomb exploded with a thunderous sound, mangled pieces wre thrown around. Bodies were battered, lives were shattered. Freedom indeed has a price to pay, three souls lost their lives that day. Who will the widowed bride he fought valiantly before he died.
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Jun 23, 2016
Jun 23, 2016 at 12:15 AM UTC
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