Here I stand, looking at the one who destroyed my city, stole my childhood and my youth, and burned my dreams before they could grow. I look at the one who killed my father, my relatives, and my friends for no reason, leaving a pain in my chest that never heals. I look at him not out of weakness, but to remind myself that I am still alive, despite everything he tried to kill inside me.
Ahmed Mater
Here I stand, looking at the one who destroyed my city, stole my childhood and my youth, and burned my dreams before they could grow. I look at the one who killed my father, my relatives, and my friends for no reason, leaving a pain in my chest that never heals. I look at him not out of weakness, but to remind myself that I am still alive, despite everything he tried to kill inside me.
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