Diary of Marcos: November 25, 1977 (Friday) – Martial Law Period
And so I ended my personal war without any sense of victory but weighed down by the tears that could not flow.
My hope was that I could heal the scars of my spirit, more galling than those of my body.
My right abdominal muscles were cut through never to grow back and my left knee was mangled.
But the injury of my soul was deeper and despairing.
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