❝ Soft raindrops taps on the pristine glass A rhythm pulled from moments past A whisper from each drop, vague, but clear A voice I thought I'd thought I'd never hear from again.
The streets shimmer bright with mirrored skies, Reflecting tears from weary eyes. A fleeting laugh, an obscured face, Lost within the storm's embrace
The earthy scent, so damp and true, Brings the memories I once thought I outgrew Yet here they are, in pewter streams, Awake again in quiet, little dreams.
The rain will come to an end soon, as storms must do, And leave behind a world anew. But in its soft echoes, I find, Fragments of a wandering mind. ❞
The war here in Gaza has been going on for too long, the siege has intensified, the bombing has intensified, and with food running out, the price of flour has reached $500, which is unacceptable. The price of my injectable medication has reached $650. Please, the situation here is very difficult, and my pregnancy is very dangerous. I must continue taking the injections until the end of my pregnancy. Please, this is my first child. Help me. You are my hope. Don't leave me alone, please😭😭. Donate so I can buy food and injections. I have only raised $2,500 out of a $10,000 goal. Please continue donating.🥹
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Turned out better than I expected?? Woah
the trunk is pissing me off
tried to draw anya again
i write, i draw, and i sleep ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ𝄞𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈⭒🦢 ゚.𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚: ilovesyogurt_𝐖𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐝: @Eleanor_Is_Cool321
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