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

Life is a party

Life is a party With fireworks, loud music and colorful balloonsWe are both the hosts and the guests.We dance, we sing, we have fun until the end Life is party That takes place in a beautiful stageWe are both the actors and the audienceAnd everybody knows their own role Life is a partyWhere we areLire la suite « Life is a party »

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