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Aug 2014
Story about a place, story about a stone
Story about a child, wandering all alone

He is an orphan, like most of his friends
The ones that are still alive, I suppose


A tearful mother looking for her daughter
In the dusty roads where millions died

She wondered: will they ever end this slaughter?
And then sighed

Because she already knows the answer:
There is no hope to survive


Story about a place, story about a stone
Oh wait, this is not a story

Because we know it's true
Because we faced this outrage too

But we're still here aren't we?
And so will you be, probably


Just keep your hopes up
**For it will soon be just a painful memory
Pray for Gaza.
Gabrielle Ayoub
Written by
Gabrielle Ayoub  Lebanon
(Lebanon)   
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