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| once stricken forgotten, exiled from an ancient ancient land of exquisite light, sharing divine communication where unique individuals express a powerful art, a beautiful technology, an awesome science a scribal tapestry, masterpieces darkly distributing blessing into being where bright morning stars still sing together, alive! alive! despite handshakes between men seeking power dealing deceptions, between many lands as history begins against marriages by political arrangement, secretly adorned with plans of destruction, orchestrating her execution to usurp her place, to blot out her law, to turn the world over yet blood speaks from the ground witnessing, as tzionim of the deep deep night multiply warrior beetles, a myriad myriads black flooding the land with brilliance remember! true love still has everything to do with it! remember! not by power, not by might, not by political arrangement but by only One spirit curling through epochs, intercalating ages and times turning the world over shadows focused drawn together, rising up, returning on the fringes resurrected to land of the living, reclaiming one people out from the civilizations into which we have been swallowed |
| (C) Liorah Chanah Elishaba Tsabrah |
| siyag lechochmah shtika chashim memalelim |
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