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And it is written in the book that we shall not fear.
And it is also written that we shall not change,
like the words,
in the future and in the past,
in the plural or in the solitary

And soon in the coming nights,
we shall appear, like wandering minstrels,
each in the other's dreams

And in these dreams
we will be strangers
who did not know each other.


Y.Amichai

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