He fought. Oh yes he fought a battle everyday. Life was not easy for him. It wasn't a constant chain of morning and nights, it wasn't a sequence of meaningless, monotonous days for him. He wasn't as blessed (or was it cursed) as others. Life for him was a leap of faith on a daily basis. It was a whole new game, a game in which he did not know the rules, he did know the opponents, not the challenges, not the threats. All he knew was the objective- survival. And this was something that he had known for as long as he could remember.
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