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Burden of the dead- A 50 words composition.

Leave your broken dreams behind, you say. How can any man leave behind his dead child? The moment I leave my dreams behind, I am no longer the person I always was. And the moment I leave my identity behind, I become an aimless projectile, bound to crash.

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