Thursday, July 24, 2014

I looked at the grave in a cemetery space lying foreign and swallowed my tongue.

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I went to the cemetery came across a large pit, bleeding wound since creation. I ask the cemetery keeper, who opened the tomb?. He answered important people came two days ago to pick up the remains of Revolutionary Martyrs bones to bury them in a cemetery in Independence. I told him it was a grave man who denounced the French army movement on their meeting place of the insurgents and the army surprised them and attacked them, killing that dead lying under the ground while his friends escaped in the darkness.
The guard said I was confused between the cemetery and pointed to the grave, he pointed to the pit of the tomb of the man who slaughtered the insurgents after leaving the French army living. And said that the officer saluted him after his name the flag on the coffin of his homeland.
I looked at the grave in a cemetery space lying foreign and swallowed my tongue.
At dawn, soldiers came to the Night Watch, appropriate boots rough floor of the detainee's cell.
Woke up

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