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She goes naked, the freedom,
through the mountains of Syria
in the refugee camps.
Her feet sinking into the mud
and her hands chapped from cold and suffering.
But she moves ahead.
She's passing with
her children clinging to her arms.
They fall on the way.
She cries
but she moves ahead.
They break her feet
but she moves ahead.
They cut her throat
but she keeps on singing.
Traduction - Maram al-Masri
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