I have no words to describe
My house, no
especially great
A standard door that will match color,
There was a magical and simple garden,
And we grew flowers and fenced an animal.
It was my home, and it was
Sand, when you touch it, it feels like it
Nature is not still.
Children, hands, hands.
Sinks, stoves, pillows, chairs.
why do you have to take our house into it
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Neshar Pazmar, a faucet, a shingle and a parachute of a lighting bomb
end.
A fig tree and an apple tree.
vine
Unpacking boxes in a temporary residence.
Sorrow tearing tears from red eyes
tearing
noise, kiss the mezuzah, footsteps to the bus
that broke my whole world, like that, with
bags
26 in Hashvan 5666
were we wrong
We will fix it!
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