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We have green valleys

white clouds, black skies

and red blood smudging the streets.

We already have high mountains

small lakes and wide fields,

We already feel anger and fear,

We are familiar with hopes and tears,

but what we have never experienced is

yellow butterflies-

the magic and real.

We already have history, food and culture,

we already have poets, scientists and engineers.

We live through wars, disasters and debris,

but what we’re really missing is yellow butterflies.

We have laughter, we have screams

we have boats and streams,

but what Palestine needs right now

is yellow butterflies.

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By aicha bint yusif

Writing is my key to free spaces. I write to let things out and to chronicle some, and you're more than welcome to read them.

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