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Thorns in the Heart I

         soul of the painful cactus thorns. Nguyen's soul  likes a desert with
         the sun fire such as the flame of war. The war devastated and burned
         everything in the country, made the people live to turn upside down
         to the root without the help of others.

             Love  was  like  an  alone  camel;  it  was  walking  on  the  desert
         without direction in a long night coldest and sand storm. The thorns
         of the cactus were as the painful, which tried to punch on its body
         and made up the sobbing with tearful.
             Now Nha-Trang city was not like the old date of peaceful...! The
         city like a beautiful young lady, who was just raped beside the ocean
         by the butchers of the war. She was slowly fading and cried inside
         her soul with sorrow.
             Memories were staying in Nguyen's soul, his live and idea had
         changed by the war at the same time after the death forgot his name
         at Ban-Me-Thuot battle 1968 of Viet-Cong's lunar new year general
         attack.  His lover liked a seamew, which was flying on the quiet sea
         without the place for landing and her words still ring in his heart.
             Nguyen  remembered  Thu-Thu-Thao,  and  the  thinkings  were
         crossing his mind of Thu-Thu-Thao... Where are you now? Were you
         living with Nhan or you run away from his arms? Which was the love
         you had to give to me? Which was the time that you tried to keep
         me in your love soul? Which was round of arms those you felt tight
         and warm? Which was a kiss that you felt as a stingo cup and made
         you forgot the whole world?
             Yes. You have been trying to forget me, and living with Nhan to
         keep  your  promise.  Therefore  you  met  me  at  the  last  time  after  I
         graduated  as  Air  Force  officer  then  you  had  to  move  out  of  Nha-
         Trang and run away from me without mail to each another. You liked
         snow on the top of the high mountain, and I was such as the white
         cloud, which was flying and crossed over the top of the mountain. It
         seemed we met one of other but could not be together, snow will be
         melting, and cloud will leave the top of the mountain, then fly in the
         wide sky with the strong wind and lightning storm!
             Thu-Thu-Thao...Did you know that:


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