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The sun was cutting peep holes in the gray clouds of
Thursday morning.
A khaki vehicle jigged carelessly down the path; lurching
upwards every so often in
what felt like a deliberate attempt to bash its occupants to
peace.
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I shouldn't,
I shouldn't,
I shouldn't care,
I shouldn't want,
I shouldn't dare
to wish, to dream,
instead I scream and shout!
Internal blossoms, shine nor rain,
the grain will sprout
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Never again will I speak to these people
Never my foot could stand true to this shore
For when I return clothed, and shaped as a stranger
I'll look on this dust as I haven't before
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טישו וחוט ברזל עטוף תחבושת גבס,
בסיס דס מצופה גבס
ופחית Red Bull
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עיפרון מכאני על נייר מחברת
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ציור בעיפרון עם מסגרת של גזרי נייר
גודל דף
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אל הארכיון האישי (7 יצירות מאורכבות)
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