Conflict.
Death.
Killing.
Pain.
Live. Spell it backwards.
You cannot live without evil infiltrating your world.
Oman.
My home.
The mountains.
The dessert.
The ocean.
Sunsets that belong on a canvas.
People so hospitable you were put to shame.
But now this? I never even would've imagined. The peaceful world I knew has now become a part of the mass. The riots, the protests, the killing. But why? This isn't the Oman that I know. The Oman that I knew loved its Sultan. The Oman that I knew prided itself on their peace. So why has this happened? The answer remains elusive to me...
عمان نبض واحد؟
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