For my brothers sanity. As his days pass in Baghdad, I can slowly see him changing, from someone who always brough joy into others to a fractured version of his former self. I pray that once he is out of that cesspit, that the things he has bore witness to do not affect his mind and his heart. *Sigh* Everything I talk about now is depressing,
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