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Jul 2014
Shells reign down on Palestine
Planes are dropping from the skies
around the world there's silence from our peers.
Shells are washed up on the shore.
A small child plays, true and pure.
Soon his loved ones will be drowned in tears.
The innocent, tonight,
they live in fear.
Peter Cullen
Written by
Peter Cullen  Clane Co.Kildare Ireland
(Clane Co.Kildare Ireland)   
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