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With a Tremulous Sigh
The lad looked up at the sky with a tremulous sigh
Why is man born and why must he die?
He gazed at the stars, dazzling guideposts of night
With arms outstretched toward their flickering light
He looked out over the sea, its waters so blue and so deep
Understanding that a promise once made is a promise to keep
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Gershon Wolf
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