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Jerusalem Is A Port City On The Shore Of Eternity.

There Are Two Languages: One As Things Seem To Us And The Other Of Knowledge.

A Flock Of Sheep Near The Airport Or A High Voltage Generator Beside The Orchard: These Combinations Open Up My Life Like A Wound, But They Also Heal It. That's Why My Feelings Always Come In Twos.

What Are You Going To Do Now? You'll Collect Loves Like Stamps. You've Got Doubles And No One Will Trade With You. And You've Got Damaged Ones.

From The Place Where We Are Right, Flowers Will Not Grow In The Spring.