To get there I left a long time ago.
The travel took me a long time.
I had to dodge and run between bullets
Walked gingerly between people in prayers.
I was sorry when I arrived at the camp
The refugees were dead.
Tag: Help
Tiny voice
You are alone but with strong spirit
The world is bitter and suffering
You understand and offer to help.
With a tiny voice you do not feel helpless
You start to talk and write
The pages shout a new life.
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