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The sound of the planes never stops, shaking our walls as it shakes our souls. It’s as if the sky itself cries with us, weeping through explosions. Our heads ache, our chests tighten, our hearts grow weary from fear, hunger, and endless waiting.
gofund.me/ecddd0c9
The sound of the planes never stops, shaking our walls as it shakes our souls. It’s as if the sky itself cries with us, weeping through explosions. Our heads ache, our chests tighten, our hearts grow weary from fear, hunger, and endless waiting.
gofund.me/ecddd0c9
gofund.me/ecddd0c9
gofund.me/ecddd0c9