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Monday marked Bilal Diab's 77th day without food. On day 75, he wrote his family:
"We will have victory, but only through either martyrdom or immediate release -- not any partial solution as claimed by the prisons administration.""I am still determined, patient and focused on continuing against conspiracies, threats and solitary confinement by the fascist Israeli prison administration."
He told family members to bury him at ground level according to Islamic teaching. He asked them to distribute sweets at his funeral to celebrate what he struggled and died for.
He requested Khader Adnan's presence to lower him into his grave. He thanked everyone who supported him. As of May 14, he's alive but faces imminent death. So does Thaer Halahla. Both reached day 77. Others refused food for weeks.
On day 75 without food, Thaer Halahel wrote his two-year-old daughter. He explained why he hasn't seen her. He said in part:
"My Beloved Lamar, forgive me because the occupation took me away from you, and took away from me the pleasure of witnessing my first born child that I have always prayed to God to see, to kiss, to be happy with.""When you grow up you will understand how injustice was brought upon your father and upon thousands of Palestinians whom the occupation has put in prisons and jail cells, shattering their lives and future for no guilt but their pursuit of freedom, dignity and independence, you will know that your father did not tolerate injustice and submission, that he will never accept insult and compromise, and that he is going through a hunger strike to protest against the Jewish state that wants to turn us into humiliated slaves without any rights or patriotic dignity."
"Lamar my love: that day will come, and I will make it up to you for everything, and tell you the whole story, and your days that will follow will be more beautiful, so let your days pass now and wear your prettiest clothes, run and then run again in the gardens of your long life, go forward and forward nothing is behind you but the past, and this is your voice I hear all the time as a melody of freedom."
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