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Volunteering In Israel

I have been sold plastic gold twinklets
by Bedouin children at Beersheba

I have collected eggs from squawking hens
under some azure Kibbutz Hasolelim sky


I have seen the inclarity of the religiously saved
at  Mea Shearim

But I have never crossed the green line

I have been to the biblical Safed, which lit fires at festivals
or scrapped my knees at Mount  Masada

I have been adopted by 2 families in Ashkelon
one ostensibly poor
the other deemed rich

But I have never crossed the green line

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