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The Terror

9/ 11 the cruel aftermath Dented western hubris, the mirror cracked self believes shocked the vanity foundation. How dare they we are the top predators our rage will be swift and massive. Falluja, the western army killed anything that moved my thought went to Palestine a state of olives and goat herding, who paid the ultimate prize. Propaganda is the mixing of truth and deliberate lies there are those who say Palestine never existed but old maps tell a different story. The wheel of the future is ruthless, Israel is tolerated as the new province of the Caliphate. The 9/11 is for you to avert your eyes and forget the mass murder of the indigenous people of Palestine.

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