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Monywa Township Luckily, Powered by Blogger. The fire was killed by the army at the army of the army at the fire of a grandmother killed at least 50 homes


Yangon, March 1


Sagaing Division Lucky, Monywa Township Local people told the Rangoon New Night agency that a grandmother's death was burnt down by the terrorist villages in the village of Kenuk.


From around 7:00 am on February 29, the military began burning the village of Turah Kone village, and the villagers were re-burnt down the village of Turah Kone village.


"The army burned it. A grandmother who was not about to run on the fire. The fire was not left in the fire."


The terrorist army was the artillery of the Kyaukphyu. About 80 goats have been killed in a fire.

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