Dust-veiled memories,
a canvas of sand and sea.
Gaza, etched in the soul,
a love that will not flee.
Waves whisper secrets,
to the shore, now bare and cold.
Each grain of sand, a tear,
a story yet untold.
The body is exiled, the heart remains,
bound by invisible chains —
a longing, fierce and deep,
for home, where dreams still sleep.
Ruined streets, a silent plea,
for...
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