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A veil misting her hazel eyes lined with kohl, the bride smiled into the mirror reflecting her white dress of purity.

Palms covered in henna for good luck, she walked with her father towards her beloved.

The street wedding was exactly as she had dreamt of until a blast rocked the earth, muffling the music from the pipe and drums. A big ball of fire blurred the moon and the stars.

Children screamed as a river of blood ran down the street. It reached the cemetery of sun scorched soil, awaiting the burial of the innocent.

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