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When a great tragedy happens, the whole world cries. Sheds tears from their weary eyes and ask why did god not give a clue..that could prevent somehow this happening. I wonder how fragile human life is and yet to let petty issues bother your existence.
What could be more of a shame. With morbid fascination, I read more. I cringe when I am into the details. The gory truth; how they already knew they were dying, that there a split-second before the surety.And no amount of wishing and praying could help them.
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life is fleeting... fragile... each breath has the potential to be the last... but i am not complaining... as i would have it no other way!
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