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"I realized between black and white, there was a grey area. We were there."
I reread my favorite passage for perhaps the 20th time that day. Asad Ahmed Khan, the name was engraved with a blend of golden threads on the back of the worn out diary. He came across as a man of muddled emotion, though wise enough to acknowledge the grey area we all as humans stubbornly chose to ignore.
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