Making Home Away
So I sat them down and told them: the five of us are here, me, you and your father, wherever the five of us are, that place should be your heaven.
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Look, my hairs are standing. Because I feel like my body is over here, but my mind is back in Syria.
We trusted them and they didn’t give us any trouble, until one day, one of them wrote a report...
When I heard the sound I held my granddaughter and ran outside to the olive garden where I sheltered under an olive tree.
Look, my hairs are standing. Because I feel like my body is over here, but my mind is back in Syria.
We trusted them and they didn’t give us any trouble, until one day, one of them wrote a report...
When I heard the sound I held my granddaughter and ran outside to the olive garden where I sheltered under an olive tree.