Eastern Mediterranean - Abdul Rahman Munif

Is it possible to restore the will of a person who no longer ties him to life? I am that person. No, I am not a human being. Prison in its early days tried to kill my body. I didn't think I could bear everything they did, but I did. My will was the only one that took the blows, and returned them with angry looks and silence. And I kept it. I wasn't intimidated, I didn't back down: cold water, so be it. Comment for seven days, so be it. Death threats and bullets strewn around me, so be it. It was my will that resisted. Now what is left in me or me?

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