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The Armenian Genocide
of
yesterday, today, tomorrow

Welcome to my blog.
It is not finished, nor will it ever be.
Because the work is not finished.

"How can one forget these horrible pages registered with blood in the book of life? How can one forget the deadly scenes that have been etched with unbound pain and engraved deep in the soul? How can one forget our storm-stricken childhood that undulated in the sea of blood that gushed from the open wounds of our own race?"

from My Childhood Without Spring, Alice Turian (Raffi's great-grandmother).

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