One year ago I barely knew where Baba Amr was. I used to think people liked Bashar. One year ago, I didn't really know the true meaning of what it meant to be free. Now, as a whole year has passed since the revolution started in Syria, the streets of Baba Amr will always be images etched in my mind. Bashar will remain a worthless animal, and freedom will forever be something I appreciate, after seeing how courageous the Syrians were in order to achieve it inshAllah.
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