Street children

I went inside. I started to do it again. It all started so that the children could travel freely. Then I said, what do you say?

In my country I remembered the children who couldn't go out to the street, the children who were shot when they couldn't get out, children who had fled from a war that didn't belong in their own country and begged to be barefoot on the streets of the city. Tears began to descend.

Before I took pictures of people around me disappeared. I don't know how much I cried. If I was a thousand miles away, I'd be happy all the time.

It's not to ignore it, just to do my best.

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