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Mar 27
Every day there is me who dies repeatedly.
People and children of Gaza who are slaughtered everyday.
They are me who dies everyday.
I feel dead inside even though I am still alive.
I forgot what it feels like to be alive because actually I die everyday.


March 2025

By Alvian Eleven
Alvian Eleven
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