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Her Yoysef was hanging on the shaft of the well. His beard lay humbly on his breast. His fallen shoulders and feebly dangling hands expressed the most profound hopelessness. What can I do? A stone has…
Not a word about Ein Harod on the official radio. All the official communiqués were broadcast. Directives to obey. Directives to obey directives. Directives prohibiting assemblies. Directives not to…
On an autumn night, on a bed of sorrows, far from home and shattered hearth,
My mother died;
A last tear froze in her eyes as she gasped a dying blessing
To me, her son, setting forth…