Beneath the Drones, They Bloom 馃尲
Free Forever
Today, I found a red crayon under the rubble.
The ceiling is gone, the roof is sky,
But I drew a window on the last standing wall.
I drew a tree.
I drew my mother.
I drew tomorrow.
Because if they turn us into ash,
let us rise in color.
Free Palestine
賵噩丿鬲購 賯賱賲丕賸 鬲丨鬲賻 丕賱乇丿賲賽 賲禺鬲亘卅丕賸
兀丨賲乇賻 賰丕賱丿賲賽貙 賱賰賳賴 賰丕賳賻 賲卮毓卮毓丕賸
爻賯賮賷 丕賱爻賲丕亍購貙 賵賯丿 賰丕賳 爻賯賮丕賸
賮乇爻賲鬲購 賳丕賮匕丞賸 賮賷 丕賱丨丕卅胤賽 丕賱賵丕賯賮丕
乇爻賲鬲購 卮噩乇丞賸貙 賵兀賲賷 亘噩丕賳亘賴丕
賵睾丿丕賸 噩賲賷賱丕賸貙 賮賷 丕賱氐賵乇丞賽 賱丕丨賯丕.
廿賳 兀丨乇賯賵賳丕 貙 賵廿賳 氐丕乇 乇賲丕丿賳丕
爻賳賳賴囟購 賷賵賲丕賸貙 亘丕賱兀賱賵丕賳賽 夭丕賴賷丕賮賱爻胤賷賳 丨乇丞
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讗讘诇 爪讬讬专转讬 讞诇讜谉 注诇 讛拽讬专 讛讗讞专讜谉 砖谞讜转专
爪讬讬专转讬 注抓
爪讬讬专转讬 讗转 讗诪讗
爪讬讬专转讬 讗转 诪讞专
讻讬 讗诐 讬讛驻讻讜 讗讜转谞讜 诇讗驻专
谞拽讜诐 讘爪讘注
砖讞专专讜 讗转 驻诇住讟讬谉
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