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Sand In Your Eyes

Sand in your eyes Full moon tonight, a supernova to sound educated last time was in 1948 when the catastrophe hit the Palestine people. I was twenty at the time and believed what the papers wrote. Even the killing of Folke Bernadotte by a fanatical Jew was overlooked hadn´t they suffered enough, the Hebrew people it was a relief the bothersome people left Europe, the whisperers said. Where are your hands, Pontius Pilatus? Now we have killings in Paris and minarets, Europe has a Muslim problem and no one dance in the street anymore.

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