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Jul 2017
Come out now
It doesn't seem like it
But it is over
You are free

I don't know how
But you made it
You are strong
It doesn't seem like it
But you have always been

Come out
Let the sun shine on you
Or you shine on the sun
Let your light defeat darkness
And gift the future a ray of hope

Drink
And wash yourself
The water will clean you
But only your face
Your heart does not need washing
It's clean and pure and grace

Breath
You have been under the rubble
Your lungs full of dust
Embrace the space
Say something
And relieve life from its shock

That look you have
That look is killing
It is a death sentence
To the conscience of humanity
To be hanged by shame
And sorrow
And failure

Smile little child
But before that, cry
Cry out loud
And weep your pain out
Uncover the criminals

What did they do to you...
The pictures of the children being dragged from under the rubbles in Mosul still can't escape my mind...
Jawad
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Jawad  40/M/Iraq
(40/M/Iraq)   
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