A note found in a Syrian boy’s diary:
“When the war is over in my country, we will close Syria’s doors and we will put a banner that says: (No Entry). We will shed tears of joy alone, just like how we suffered our grief alone.”
“At that moment I felt that I wanted to hide you between me and my shirt, I wanted to hug you until I feel you on my bones and my veins. I don’t only want you, I need you!”
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