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If I must die Refaat Alareer If I must die you must live to tell my story to sell my things to buy a piece of cloth and some strings, (make it white with a long tail) so that a child I, somewhere in Gaza while looking heaven in the eye awaiting his dad who left in a blaze— and bid no one farewell not even to his flesh not even to himself— sees the kite, my kite you made, flying up above and thinks for a moment an angel is there bringing back love If I must die let it bring hope let it be a tale