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When the water bubbled, the gravity danced and a sad tear rolled down the cheeks of the Palestinian boy and girl.
The apple fell into Newton's eternal garden.
The sky rained pure water.
These are eternal wounds and pain.
They were asked about the history of Palestinian redemption, as well as geography.
About martyrdom for the sake of God.
Bidding farewell to the martyrs by praying to the Lord and carrying paper olive branches.
And put fragrance on their caskets, the famous French perfumes on their heavenly white clothes.
Say goodbye to water and gravity until the day of eternal resurrection.

 

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