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... er imagined, not in twenty years, that his home would still be here. Nor had he expected to return in such a manner.
During the day, when his eyes could see, he couldn’t find his home, but at night, when all was pitch black and he had lost sight, he found his way back on instinct.
Curled up amidst the ruins, he dared not look back, nor did he dare to imagine what might be buried beneath… He dared not think, only kept reminding himself in his heart, “This is not my home, my home i ...
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