Through the living room window, sunlight falls across his face. Some patches of skin are discolored, darker shades of peach and beige. A spider web of scars crisscross his left cheek and lower neck, where there used to be nothing, just a gaping hole. And over his left eye, an empty socket is covered by a black patch.
Sampson doesn't remember how it all happened. He can't recall anything about the explosion, the pain or the handful of times he almost died.
Sampson, 36, is one of the seemingly forgotten ones of the war, one of those soldiers who has received little attention but returned home with wounds he will live with for the rest of his life.
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