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When it comes time to celebrate Eid. Children in Gaza do not celebrate with fireworks but with jet bombardments. Children in Gaza do not wear new clothes but they wear shrouds stained with blood. No laughter of joy , only silence in the morgue. March 2025 By Alvian Eleven
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Mar 30, 2025
Mar 30, 2025 at 10:53 AM UTC
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When it comes time to celebrate Eid. Children in Gaza do not celebrate with fireworks but with jet bombardments. Children in Gaza do not wear new clothes but they wear shrouds stained with blood. No laughter of joy , only silence in the morgue. March 2025 By Alvian Eleven
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Mar 30, 2025
Mar 30, 2025 at 10:53 AM UTC
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