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            <title>The Waves of Life</title>
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            <description>I wrote this poem shortly after Baruch Refael&amp;apos;s birth: Ride the waves of life my friend Some high, some fierce, some with no end But you&amp;apos;ll not be washed away by them If you can ride the waves of life my friend Weights may try to pull you down Emotions full of pain But hold on to a board And ride the waves my friend A board will keep you up above The water deep and mean And let you ride the waves of life Ride the waves with ease And what&amp;apos;s the board, this heaven sent To hold on to in the sea? This board my friend is nothing new You had it all along with you But you have to know it&amp;apos;s there before You can use its strength to hold and more The board my friend, is nothing new It&amp;apos;s just the strength of the inner you So ride the waves of life my friend Ride the waves with ease Let the water splash your face Like grass sprinkled with dew For you can still keep the pace IF you hold on to the strength of the real you And ride the waves of life</description>
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            <title>Baruch&amp;apos;s Bar Mitzvah</title>
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            <description>As his 13th birthday loomed closer, my husband and I began to discuss what we should do. At first we thought nothing at all. How could we ‘celebrate’ a ‘Bar Mitzvah’ that wasn’t? But then we realized that there was much that we did need to celebrate.</description>
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            <title>Baruch, Our Special Child</title>
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            <description>I remember looking at the doctor and thinking: &amp;quot;You are not G‑d. That is your opinion, but anything can happen...&amp;quot;</description>
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