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To the People of Palestine

Palestine The blank screen is watching me to say something about flower and the landscape I refuse to oblige. My thoughts today go to the suffering Palestinians, Who had their country to pieces by a horde from Europa claiming it was their land as promised by a Jewish scribe. They were pushed away from their land and cities and mercilessly sent to exile, the survivors were given a piece of land by the invaders, who called it the West -Bank, There is no county by that name. There is Palestine, the people there although outgunned resist the invaders it is a David and Goliath fight and we know the stone thrower won. It took some time for good people to see the catastrophe that befell the people of Palestine, but the world is catching up, and no longer listen to the what a fake state's propaganda says. I'm old and will not live long enough to see it, but I know Palestine will be free.
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