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We said never again. NEVER AGAIN! NEVER AGAIN! NEVER AGAIN!
Running, running, running. That's all my feet seem to do... trying to keep up with the fears of the Genocide. Having Civil War in my own home in Darfur, I look, search, look, search, look for a place to hide.
Shall I die today? Can I live till tomorrow? Will death come early? Blood running down my head. I lay there dead in my bed. But I will find the light again. Run with me. Become free.