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MOHOINED MOUSSO We walk; no one follows us. We die; no one visits us. We shout; no one hears us. We write; no one reads us. We sleep; no one wakes us. We hope; no one saves us. We starve; no one feeds us. But if we resist, they kill us. G AZA POETS SOCiETY