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Angham I remember six years ago, when I went to the sea. It was hard to get there, I had to get permission from Israel. I still remember the view of the sea, the smell of it and the happiness of that place. All I can think of is getting back to that fantasy place, yet all that I can see now is Israeli Checkpoints, guns, death and sadness. I'm tired of this prison, my life's prison. I still look up and know that one day the sun of freedom will rise again...