The days have folded into nights and I have lost count. The past 21 days have been a blur.
I do not live in Gaza, or anywhere in Palestine, and I am not Palestinian. But my heart, nevertheless, aches uncontrollably. I am bound by a responsibility as a human, as a Muslim, as an Arab to feel for my brothers and sisters. This means that I am obligated to know their history, their stories, their suffering and that I too feel their pain.
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