One simple phrase: “She is the soul of my soul.”
That’s how Khaled Nabhan described his granddaughter Reem Nabhan after she was killed in Gaza Strip. A single sentence that carried more grief than most speeches ever could.
Say the names. Reem. Tariq. Their family. Because once the cameras move on, memory is the only thing standing between grief and silence.
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