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Literature and Poetry/
Yom Hazikaron

Tamar Primor

A Missing String

It would seem, the world continues as always

The sky,

The land,

The winds.....

The seasons change

In colours and sounds

Loves blossom, new births

 

But one string

Is missing – it does not sing

And a song on the guitar

A never ending song

A song that has just been born – is silenced

 

It would seem, the world continues as always

The sun,

The moon,

The stars....

The cool nights

The glowing days

The hands of time allot life,

 

 

But one string.....

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