I go to buy what they need, only to find the prices higher than our dreams and heavier than our strength.

How can I explain to them that even bread has become distant, and that the small piece of candy they ask for is now too expensive to buy?

I wear a smile so they won’t see my worry, but my heart is suffocated by helplessness.

In Gaza, survival is another war we fight in silence… and all I can do is remain strong, so my children don’t fall.

Hi! Thank you very much! And no worries, I'm glad someone asked him since after starting rereading Silmarillion again I felt like I need to start with him :D He's such a silly little guy I very much enjoy him, unfortunately he stopped listening to his wife (a classic Tolkien moral lesson if I've ever seen one).

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