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Feb 2020
Ashes and fire are all I see
I want my father alive to be,
The rain was pouring heavily,
My mother was shouting dreadfully

Confusion and chaos followed me
Every time I tried to breathe,
I hoped someone would pinch my knee
To wake up and see it was all a dream

My sister and I tried to be
The strongest we could ever be
Thank God He never leaves
The side of a person who has faith in him.
21/02/2020
Mellow waves
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Mellow waves  19/F/Lebanon
(19/F/Lebanon)   
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