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Fahima Ghanayem---From the beginning he knew that the goal was home.

ربما تحتوي الصورة على: ‏‏رسم‏‏
Fahima Ghanayem
Ghassan owned the largest shelter.
Awareness of the cause ..
Be sure ..
With a view ..
From the beginning he knew that the goal was home.
"I will continue to fight to restore it because it is my right, my past and my future only .. because I have a tree and a cloud and a shadow and sun burning, and clouds raining fertile .. And roots are unable to uproot" (Ghassan Kanafani)
It happens that accompanied by a phrase .. Accompanying everything that was in our memory of tales .. But to accompany us books !! And novels and pages generated by the truth .. Nature .. The equation that results from purity purity and simplicity in understanding the reality .. This is a blow of a tattoo dug pen .. And engraved henna in memory ..
Deep is attendance ..
Are the trials of the sincerity .. And the sting of our grief .. Our humanity .. Our shortcomings .. Our fear .. Our revolution .. Our passion .. indulge .. Details .. All the small things that we still keep secret between our hearts and paper .. Each letter drawn by your feelings O Ghassan It was rhyme poem .. And the end of the novel ..
"I feel more than ever that all the value of my words was that it was a cheeky and insignificant compensation for the absence of weapons, and that it now descends in front of the sunrise of real men who die every day for the sake of something I respect. , But also made of the stunner model. "
Today, when he held a book for you .. embraced the cover and inhaled fragrant paper .. Your words reveal a fragrance mixed with love of a kind is not mastered to enjoy it only by the purity of your soul and paints tales of the sadness of the orange of sad Palestine, patiently or Saad and love the earth .. I love who was the region Bleeding of the vein .. A pulse of the fragrant truth of the moribund in his column ..
"You are in my skin, and I hold you just as I felt Palestine: its loss is a disaster without any alternative."
Alone, O Ghassan, I was aiming for the cause of your pen, and you see it between the lines as a pure truth.
"You see the bud of the Dalaiya, cousin," Dalitik ya Ghassan "rose .. The icon of the struggle is not lost and flash the cause and extended the real struggle, which does not mix Ghath.
Fahima Ghanaim
From my drawings by bullets .. Fahima Ghanaim

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