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She said a prayer to which I was not an answer and yet I burned until I burned myself out like a candle on Shabbat. And the words of her prayer ceased and her lips were still like the surface of the salt sea, and yet I still burn like a wound exposed below the surface. And the words of her prayer went unanswered like the cries of my martyred dead and yet I still burn like the silence of a candle remembering them.
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Aug 29, 2016
Aug 29, 2016 at 6:12 PM UTC
A Psalm of En Gedi