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Me and my beautiful family. My little brother Hadi is there, though he wasn’t with us at that time, and sweet Liza was at home back then. I miss my warm days🤍🥹

A short trip from my current home to my former one. It’s only the second time I’ve gone there, yet it feels like the first all over again… the same pain, the same helplessness. Behind my smile, there are countless tears, but we keep pretending to be patient all the time

Continuous rain… bitter cold. Just one blanket and light clothing. Of course, thanks god for what we have, there are people here who don’t even have this blanket. But… where is justice? . . If u wanna help me directly I have paypal which is faster

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