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...Here is a child, a tiny child, caught in the horrors of war. You would have to be heartless not to be moved by those images. He was lucky that there was a camera to document his pain. But don’t think for a second that he is alone. There have been — and will be — countless others. Over the last three years, I have documented thousands of people injured in Syria and a staggering number of them have been children. Photos of people carrying wounded or dead children from the rubble of an air strike, or a bombardment are routine. That sounds harsh, doesn’t it? But that’s what it has become. It has become routine. Do certain images of injured kids stay in my mind more than others? If you asked me that two years ago, then I could probably give an answer. But today, after witnessing the huge number of massacres that I have, it’s very hard to think of one specific instance. It’s become a daily occurrence. Now images stay in my mind for a short while before they slip away, to take their place alongside all the others. My own personal graveyard. ...TOI on Oct. 3, 2016, 10 a.m.