Wednesday, May 23, 2018

My Sister Comments

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My sister that New Year was sixteen, a naive civilian:
Her cheeks just began to grow rosy, her lips vermilion;
Her eyes symbolized the azure sky, her heart a green bud;
Her soul was filled with warmth, the spring sun lifeblood.
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Thanh-Thanh NhuanLe
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Sylvia Frances Chan 23 May 2018

Such a young age, greatest tragedy, war is ift so cruellest. This is created with deepest emotions, since the readers are crying too in their hearts and mourning. A 10 and much much more for the vote.

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Manonton Dalan 23 May 2018

so sad... such a young life disrupted... i don't like war

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