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We Are Still Here

Under the sun, the old trees stand
Telling true words across the land.
Though walls are high and nights are deep,
The people’s hope will never sleep.

They walk on roads with heads held high
While planes pass through the empty sky.
Their voices rise above the pain—
A song of loss, a strong refrain.

White birds still fly up in the air
Seeing courage everywhere.
From camp to town, through streets and walls,
They hold a dream that never falls.

No lock can keep the spirit low,
No rule can stop the truth we know.
The stones remember every name
And call out loud: Free Palestine.