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•“We will either be free and love, or we will die without loving.” Who can deny that this line, which seems like a call out to fragility in the face of life, did not come from the mouth of a young guerrilla and turn into a reality, a form of struggle? Who knows the true meaning of freedom better than those who fight for it and embrace the land, those who protect their souls within four walls while in captivity? If the passion for freedom is stronger than life and love, what could be more than sacrificing life? Freedom in this land where love, love, laughter and even hugging require a great struggle; Of course, it would be washed with blood and tears, hopes and longings. It would pass through the dreams of young bodies, through the paths trodden with enthusiasm for action, and reach the hearts and palms of fearless children holding stones. In the land of love, in the land of epics and fairy tales, freedom was far from being a magical word; It was a dear, cruel reality. Maybe that's why it was indispensable and irresistible. The love of Sin and Miran and the ups and downs of the struggle for freedom... On that road.