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May 2014
Once a year
I lift up these weights
and carry them with me

Unlike others
who carry them everyday
I can only lift them on this day

And yet,
Even in my normal life
I can still see them there, in the corner

These weighs
remind me of war
and the pain that comes with it
Shlomo and Amos, this is the part you take in my life. May you rest in piece.
Yoni Sav
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