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I have a voice but too often my voice has not been heeded

All I can do is stand here planted at the shores of the sea.

In the midst of wailing…a pause for creating

No is the one who left the building 

 

We are part of a hidden community

A history of loneliness inspired by bereshit.

What went before cannot remain

I saw the ocean unfolding. But really it was Torah

We beg of you: Heed our call in the dry places.

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