Palestine is not for free

Hi,

I think of days when I

believed in the world as a humane

place to be.

Of times I

trusted goodness existed in every

one.

Of true balance I

expected would always,

always.

When I

hoped we’d find love

more important than.

Good

bye,

to that innocent

self.

Good bye,

from a you who watched the world

mourn humanity.

From,

physically here

internally there

you.

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