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Translated Poem : I am Syria speaking

~N. B. Ghimirey~ Translated By: Denuka Rai Where the days begin with bombs, Night bid in bullets. Where the sun rises – American, Moon rises – Russian. I am Syria speaking, I am Syria crying. My hands are their weapons, … Continue reading

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