I am...
The Flowers...
The birds...
The butterflies.
The trees...
The mountains...
The Sky...
And...
The compound...
All...
Friends...
And...
Love the freedom...
The birds...
Fly and sing...
Without borders.
The flowers...
Bloom and spread fragrance...
Without divisions...
The butterflies hugging the flowers...
We meet...
We talk...
We dance...
We all sing...
For the freedom...
The birds...
Appreciate...
The Flowers...
And...
The flowers...
Cradling the butterflies.
We all...
Love Freedom...
The mountains...
The birds...
The flowers...
The butterflyies.
All...
Identifying me...
Identifying...
My words...
My gazes...
My steps...
The Mountains.
The birds...
The flowers...
The butterflyies.
All...
Sneering the occupation...
And...
Cradling my word...
STOP THE OCCUPATION.
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Freedom Flowers. The beauty of Nature is a piece of Art.
Freedom is everything. Occupation is nothing. Kawther in the middle of the freedom song.
Flowers on flowerless tree.
Flowers cradling the freedom song "Stop the Occupation".
