During the war, we buried our loved ones and kept moving, we were in survival mode. We had no time to mourn. No time to sit with grief. We were too busy figuring out where to find water, how to secure food, whether we’d be bombed at any moment.
But now, we are genocide survivors. The war is over—but the funerals are only beginning. The mourning we were denied is here now, and we feel the weight of every name, every face we’ve lost. We scroll through photos and videos, haunted by the smiling faces that are no longer with us. The silence screams louder than the missiles ever did.
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