The Burden of Survival: A Father’s Lament in Gaza
The last sound I remember was the laughter of my children playing nearby. Then a darkness descended—not just the absence of light, but a void swallowing everything. When I came back to myself, I thought I was blind. Nothing pierced the blackness: no voices, no faces, just silence. My world had shrunk to the size…
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