The streets, the trees, the clouds, the human limbs.
Lebanon tearing itself apart from within...
There is no escape this time...
Lebanon is bleeding ... I can hear the blank screams...
on a child's face
the innocence violated
one more time
again
and again
Where are we going this time?
Why do you destroy a place where my ancestors once lived...
A country of beauty, of love, of family, of eternal culture.
I love Lebanon, always...
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