Written to Mais Rim Fayyoumi – By Agatha Tweedie

You are the innocence of the fight,
The one who cannot sleep, worried throughout the night
But your smile is not weakened or lost; it’s strong.
And your screams have been heard, as I’m writing this song

This sun will come out, the sky will turn blue;
Picture fields of daisies among them me and you;
The stars that hear you are this community,
The fixed galaxies are watching over you and me.

So wish for your cousin and your brother tonight
Your wish will come true, along with your smile.


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