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Oh Ocean: My name is Hamed and this is my poem.

I am from Afghanistan, in Kabul. I worked with the US Army as an interpreter. When the American troops left, we were threatened by the Taliban. That’s why I decided to leave Afghanistan.

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Idehen, West Africa

Going to Libya was Hell

I said, “God, OK, if today is my last day, let it be.”

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Tamba, West Africa

I Want to Work

If I leave the camp for more than three days, they will not let me back.

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MoMo, Somalia

I Don't Know How to Be Happy

I see my family in my eyes, and I don’t know what to do.

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Kamaria, Syria

I Have Missed Three Years of their Lives

Our home in Aleppo was bombed.

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Arif, Syria

I Must be Strong for Her

I like being in school again.

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Shekib, Afghan from Iran

The Government Has Rejected my Asylum Request

If they send me back to Afghanistan or any other country, what will I do?

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