Amongst themselves
they have already divided you,
divided and conquered.
And when I waver
and am not sure why would
you ever even if anyone.
I don't want to keep with my eyes
estimating who you are
but how could I be worthy
of it all for you every morning
from now. North wind make me the ezer kenegdo.
I seek redemption from thinking
that we need to be anything but
what we could.
Be my absolution.
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