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I feel a butterfly tugging, a monarch
of sinew, the mucous arm of the husk,
the cocoons’ warmed & hollow beckoning:
just one more dream..
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Erev Elulאלול
I have never Prepared
for a month of this,
Of recognizing how much, how many
How long I have gone on,
Not..
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