Hunger gnaws at their bodies, and the cold haunts their tents, yet the sand beneath their hands turns into palaces of dreams. The noise filling the air is not a moan, but the laughter of a child who decided to defeat war with play. pic.twitter.com/hipT7wNYtm
— Eye on Palestine (@EyeonPalestine) 12 février 2026
Hunger gnaws at their bodies, and the cold haunts their tents, yet the sand beneath their hands turns into palaces of dreams. The noise filling the air is not a moan, but the laughter of a child who decided to defeat war with play.

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