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| Reviewed by Victor Buhagiar (Reader) |
7/27/2007 |
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| I have news for you my friends, some are trying to immigrate to Europe, some come to Malta and some die on the way, drowned by sudden storms so common in the Mediterranean. Victor |
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| Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner |
7/27/2007 |
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(((HUGS))), love and prayer, Abdi-Noor,
Man's inhumanity to man detailed in no-holds barred reality. Keep speaking out, keep hoping for peace, I'm with you on this one.
Karla. *tears* |
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| Reviewed by Susan Sonnen |
7/27/2007 |
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| I look at that picture and see my own sons and it terrifies me. How the hearts of mothers in Somalia must be ripped to shreds. |
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| Reviewed by Mr. Ed |
7/27/2007 |
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| Keep fighting the good fight, my friend, and keep penning your heartfelt poems, for all the world to see. |
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| Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader) |
7/27/2007 |
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The best people to help are yourselves. Dare to be brave, an uprising is of utmost importance, then get NATO'S help...In other words England, its commonwealth and Americia... Sadly the other nations cross on the other side of the street, playing blind...
Stand up and fight. Better to die fighting evil tyranny than live waiting to die, be it at home, by an evil bullett, hunger.Gotta be tough. Every able man should take his nation back....
Never, ever sell out your manhood... |
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