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quand cela se arrêtera (When will it End?)

by freddy-s-zalta

In a city full of beauty, in a country full of life and a culture full of art and love - strangers have set foot upon the land - where poetry thrives, artists dream and music is composed. They are burning the books and bringing the flames of hell upon the people... They are covering the beauty so no one can see it and be tempted to take it away... Children are shaking, the windows are breaking and the thunder is being silenced once again. When will it end? This hatred that is spreading like a cancer? When will it end? These questions which have no answers? When will it end? For the artist, the lovers and the romancers? quand cela se arrêtera? quand allez adorer revenir à la maison et dépasser la haine ?
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Published
Jan 9, 2015
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Pardon my French - I used google translate

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#jewish#france#paris#charlie#je#suis
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