Syrian Refugee Children's Pictures

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At the moment the sun leaves us and continues it's journey to different countries and continents it is time to say good bye. It is like getting executed. The moment of a beheading everything gets dark. The beheaded remebers the last happy memories of a life. When I see sunsets I remember the happiest moments with friends who have left me. Especially the memories shared with my friend who was killed by the aggressors. I cry hard and tears fall on my cheeks like a sun falling through the sky. These are the tears of the sunset I speak about.