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Tonight I cry for something higher,
Where not even I can reach.
My mind knows not how to think,
My heart knows not how to beseech.
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Tonight my eyes are wet
For destruction so far beyond tears.
My sobs are so stony silent-
Sobs only G-d hears.
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My body is too small and limited
To feel such a spiritual pain.
Only my soul can weep it’s being
And ask an ounce from a lucky vein.
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Tonight I know and feel with proof,
The spiritual worlds in the higher skies.
For tonight, I can barely feel the grief,
But my spirit weeps and my soul cries.
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Rachel Steinmetz
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