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Galya Rifka Kaplan |
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Poetry
Living breath so near me What once was within yet not fully known So precious after pain and bitterness rubbed off Our baby Living breathing “Mamma”...
When I was small a journey lay ahead too quickly growing up my mind's eye expanded and shrank walking on the narrow bridge...
A Poem Before Birth
a silent voice to become a breath a body to be infused with a soul or a soul wearing its body<
It is like a battle between conceit and humility that is happening in my soul. I think in one way, only to recognize the absolute delusion of my estimation....
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