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Sometimes, everything seems to be okay. Life feels peaceful, ordinary, and predictable. Then, without warning, life changes, and some of the joys that were once shared among people slowly fade away. I

The words at the bottom are brutal: "NO PEACE, NO LIFE". Not a question. A statement. A fact written in wet concrete. When Peace Leaves, What Remains? Look at the picture. Rain falls but no one

Strapped in my blankets Sneezing with vigour Caught by the cold I beg for warmth over and over I roll with displeasure My head hits like a mortar Outside, my skin stood firm against the cold In the exams

My body was beyond a broken shell I was completely lost in mind A lesson with a price Myself! A cheap cost His hand over my mouth I gasped for breath, tore my cloth His cold eyes just watched me My soul