You are finally heard, and your voice is carried through the streets, of many countries, in the hearts of so many.
Your struggle is acknowledged, finally.
The world needed to hurt, first, before they could listen.
You will always have a special place in my heart.
You showed me where I needed to meet myself.
I had the privilege of meeting many good souls during my journey there, who touched my heart, deeply.
I will never stop telling your story, as long as I live.
My dear Palestine, Chokran.
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