The eyes that witness war, see the ugliest side of ourselves as a race. I can't imagine what three hundred-plus days of war feel like... May love and light find all your bruised bones 🧡
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The eyes that witness war, see the ugliest side of ourselves as a race. I can't imagine what three hundred-plus days of war feel like... May love and light find all your bruised bones 🧡