Here is Gaza strip
Smell …
This is the smelling of rain while it is not raining
My sky is purple
It's clouds are red
And the sun is stolen by some one
Someone who believes in war, gun, blood …
Someone who forgot the meaning of the rose …
In my hometown al roses are blue …
Like your eyes
Like your sky
Like your hometown
Shayma Shahsavaran Ahmadi
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thanks for reflecting the crimes happen in Palestine ...