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| a holy host, ancient of days witnessing down the wall, integrating dimensions revealing something essential, something true at the edges, from the fringes, in some central twilight zone a mikdash of two by two where companions walk together, with one mind a thousand thousand pure eyes, heart to heart a myriad myriads beholding the silent shout splitting the skies, a victory force rides the rhythm of endless delight as pharaoh's arrows break rock to pieces neither dark nor light, casting kisses from the timeless time to come |
| (C) Liorah Chanah Elishaba Tsabrah |
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| last temptation of a kabbalist the descent of rakmiel |