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ESCAPE
Their pursuit is relentless but I have no choice. The guards have begun shooting us for sport. Damn this war. I am bleeding, tired, hungry and, for the moment, free. 'How can I go on?' I ask myself. Closing my eyes, I see my wife and young daughter. I struggle up and start running again.
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