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Desolate Room by Mbanefo Chibuike

We understand hatred for the first time when he puts his cold hands upon the one whom we love. Zikora’s hatred for me began when he found out I was responsible for mother’s death, when father told him he had sold everything he had to keep me alive. Enraged, Zikora cut himself out of the only picture we took with…

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