by Diaa Wadi
Should I tell you a secret? I’m afraid of the anguish I hold within me. Do people fear their own anguish?
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Because today there is still a war and maybe after the war there will be a day, if after the war I have a drum or even a mouth to fix to say that we will dance and laugh so hard a day after the day after the war
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