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MY THIRD ALL NIGHT VIGIL The first was joy, war over. But then we had to flee by night. Today I took baby back and buried him next to Mum. I am ten. I am tired.
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MY THIRD ALL NIGHT VIGIL The first was joy, war over. But then we had to flee by night. Today I took baby back and buried him next to Mum. I am ten. I am tired.