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I looked around one last time, at the havoc, the insanity and the destruction. The lunacy
still dwelled in my mind and the nostalgia pulled me down to the hole of hell. One last
sniff of the rancid atmosphere, the debris of the surrounding, the engulfing clouds of
the town. The shouts of men echoed in my mind as I closed my eyes. I am going home. I
turned around and stepped in the ship.

BY: Aanya Bakre 10S
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