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May 2023
I'm gasping for air and
The sound of bombs
Everywhere and the
rivers turn to red and
A feeling of evil in the air
And I'm an other Palestinian child blow to bits and my body parts are everywhere.
Hundreds of Israeli settlers have stormed the al-Aqsa Mosque compound in occupied East al-Quds, as thousands of the regime’s forces have been deployed to the holy city to secure the provocative “flag march.”
David P Carroll
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David P Carroll  M/Ireland
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