Syrian Refugee Children's Pictures

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I started my night with some looks followed by thought and mysterious stares. The stares were directed thousands of kilometers back before we reached this unshakeable dark night. Now we lie helpless in the dark remembering  fun nights in our happy homes.  The picture is my ticket to travel, leaving my home, passing borders and becoming a refugee. It was at night when we left everything behind. Things that gave us warmth, relatives, friends and even the roses we watered every time.  To another person this is nothing but a picture of a mysterious night, a night whose suffering is hard to understand.