Because Gaza relied on God, so It won the great victory of existence To be or not to be, Gaza was not alone, but We all fought with it on many different fronts, I asserted that the pretty city Will win sooner or later and I said that the pretty city will not lose, Gaza donated its blood for those Who lack blood anytime, It wrote down with its pure blood The true history of this nation, God was on the side of Gaza because Chose Him on its side, It is the pretty city that is celebrating Its great victory in the history of all the globe, Although it offered thousands of martyrs, thousands of Injured people, and millions of displaced people, but It finally won the battle of its pretty existence To be or not to be, This is the pretty Gaza is standing up again Out of its ruins to build again.... Gaza will be the mother of cities Anytime, anywhere, and everywhere. ______________________________________________________________________
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