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Far Away at the Edge of a Gaze 

Far away at the edge of a gaze

life is bustling.

All are dressed in Shabbat clothes

The men and the women.

And almond buds blossom

on people's beds

And a morning wind that quietly

whispers in women's eyes.

And death has no life

and life has no dead.

A large road proceeds.

An echo carries the sound

and a sound carries the echo.

Eternity reigns.

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