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reem-abdullah3:

شيء مؤلم :(


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alanvdd:

I’m so high i feel weightless☁️

alanvdd:

I’m so high i feel weightless☁️


Jul 11th at 3AM / via: reem33 / op: lubna-o / 307 notes
lubna-o:

People in #Gaza deserve our attention to the lines written by the one who has experienced these days: ” Imagine your self receiving  a call from the #Israeli army,  warning you to evacuate your house before it is bombed in 10 minutes. Ten minutes. You have only 10 minutes untill your tiny hitsory on this planet is destroyed! Your family’s pictures, your gifts, your beloved belongings, your chair, your books, the last poems you’ve read, your sister’s letter, your memories with whom you love, the smell of your blanket, your habit of caressing the Jasmin on the western nets, your daughter’s hair clip, the warmth of your seat, your old clothes, your prayer mat, your wife’s jewelry, and your savings. All this passes in front of you in 10 minutes, all this pain passes by you and leaves you astonished. You then take your  papers in the candy metal box and you leave. You leave to die a thousand times, or you stay to die once. “
Translated by: @lubna_o

lubna-o:

People in #Gaza deserve our attention to the lines written by the one who has experienced these days: ” Imagine your self receiving a call from the #Israeli army, warning you to evacuate your house before it is bombed in 10 minutes. Ten minutes. You have only 10 minutes untill your tiny hitsory on this planet is destroyed! Your family’s pictures, your gifts, your beloved belongings, your chair, your books, the last poems you’ve read, your sister’s letter, your memories with whom you love, the smell of your blanket, your habit of caressing the Jasmin on the western nets, your daughter’s hair clip, the warmth of your seat, your old clothes, your prayer mat, your wife’s jewelry, and your savings. All this passes in front of you in 10 minutes, all this pain passes by you and leaves you astonished. You then take your papers in the candy metal box and you leave. You leave to die a thousand times, or you stay to die once. “
Translated by: @lubna_o


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