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Rabbi
When he came in
the synagogue they
called him Rabbi:
everyone coming to
hear about water and
life: but only strife,
grey mornings, with no
one listening. Empty
sounds and broken bones,
without a little bit of
heaven.
the synagogue they
called him Rabbi:
everyone coming to
hear about water and
life: but only strife,
grey mornings, with no
one listening. Empty
sounds and broken bones,
without a little bit of
heaven.
Published 22nd Dec 2012
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