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I have learnt the Hebrew blessing before eating bread
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See, your armor of scales, snake
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Hair and faces glossy with sweat in August
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Because of their abominations under every tree
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A Sunny Day
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At six o'clock it was pitch-dark
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From the fog a gull flies slowly
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Asylum Product
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A Slender tree, alone in the fields
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[Winter Sketches I]
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