SELF-PORTRAIT
by Zozan Hawez
Born in a safe family
But a dangerous area,
Iraq,
I heard guns at a young age, so young
They made a decision to
raise us safe
So packed our things
And went far away.
Now, in the city of rain,
I try to forget my past,
But memories never
fade.
This is my life,
It happened for a reason,
I happened for a reason.
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