No man’s land

They spend their lives running awayEscaping war, starvation, floods, diseasesThey leave their family and friends behindNo time for tears or goodbyesWe call them foreigners, refugees, migrantsBut we tend to forget that we are not so differentThey are just human beings trying to survive. Filipa Moreira da Cruz Photos : KaDDD

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