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You will never guess what life gave you ,untill you read this

My name is Marah and I am 14 years old, i was born there, in that small village at the end of the sky, in my life i’ve passed through many hard-ships and this is what my story would be about, it’s not about me, not about my challenges with life, but it’s about millions, millions and millions of people who are living my life (PALESTINE !)
I may not be the first to tell you this story, but i hope with all my heart,  i am the last, and THIS MAY NOT BE A STORY. YET, IT IS A LIFE.

A blinding flash of white light
Lit up the sky over Gaza tonight
People running for cover
Not knowing whether they’re dead or alive

They came with their tanks and their planes
With ravaging fiery flames
And nothing remains
Just a voice rising up in the smoky haze

We will not go down
In the night, without a fight
You can burn up our mosques and our homes and our schools
But our spirit will never die
We will not go down
In Gaza tonight

Women and children alike
Murdered and massacred night after night
While the so-called leaders of countries afar
Debated on who’s wrong or right

But their powerless words were in vain
And the bombs fell down like acid rain
But through the tears and the blood and the pain
You can still hear that voice through the smoky haze

and it’s all because they took the land that belongs to us ,it feels like a baby who lost his toy ,and he want it back endlessly

we want to be free ,aren’t we people like others ,we want to live ,where is the brotherhood world ,where are you people

we lost our childhood, our memories we lost our life