The street was empty. The sky was grey.
Everything looked still from afar.
It was only beneath the rubble that fingers twitched, counting the last few minutes,
eyes fluttered, waiting to close forever,
hearts drummed, anticipating defeat.
Pray for Aleppo
I love your descriptive ability. keep it up
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Thank you so much 🙂
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