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We Have To Understand - Not Justify - What Gives Rise To This Tragedy. It's Not Because They're Looking For Beautiful Virgins In Heaven, As Orientalists Portray It. Palestinian People Are In Love With Life. If We Give Them Hope - A Political Solution - They'll Stop Killing Themselves.

-Mahmoud Darwish

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We Have To Understand

Mahmoud Darwish

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We Have To Understand - Not Justify - What Gives Rise To This Tragedy. It's Not Because They're Looking For Beautiful Virgins In Heaven, As Orientalists Portray It. Palestinian People Are In Love With Life. If We Give Them Hope - A Political Solution - They'll Stop Killing Themselves.

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