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The enemy who cried for me

The virtue of Empathy

By Kylecovey SmithPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read
The enemy who cried for me
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Soldiers have wounded and hated each other for the benefit of their nation.

Ridiculed and ostracized I hated this world and people and craved destruction. But then a rival soldier with a similar past saved me!

He cried for me, we were enemies, yet he cried for me, and he called me his friend despite being on opposite sides. Between those who have suffered the same pain, there can be no hate!

There are no true enemies in this world since we all experience pain. I want to protect my friend and I want to protect this beautiful Earth.

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Kylecovey Smith

Historian, Linguist, Author (Voyages of the 997 & The Method Mission), YouTuber/TikToker (Master Mojo) and now Vocal writer enjoy and critique my writing as please.

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