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my hebrew love from the synagogue

-ishajowi march z izraela

I still see your face in the synagogue dusk,
don't go away, my love, they will catch us.
Autumn outside is bleeding
endless and black conflagration.
We are safe only here,
your eyes are my salvation-
-dark and deep hugging to my heart
before you disappear, before the fire dies out.

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