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Whispers embraced my heart as footsteps echoed, urging silence. Holding my breath, his words persisted. My baby clung to me, and reality felt surreal. Witnessing his blood trickle, I wondered where help was.
Another voice thundered, making my spirit jump. "Mommy, they're here," my baby cried, prompting me to protect him from stray bullets, seeking desperate shelter.
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