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Mar 16
During ramadan in Gaza.
Children always gather after iftar until suhoor.
They always play with fireworks that spin round and round.
The glow of light scatters in all directions.
It really looks bright in the middle of the dark night.
At least they can still feel joy and happiness.
In the middle of situation that is still full of difficulties and overshadowed by threats.


March 2025

By Alvian Eleven
Alvian Eleven
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