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Yet here she is amongst others. On the back in delicate script: The Wailing Wall-Jerusalem. Although the wall has dissolved into the pale background, her face is still clear. I see in her the missing pieces of my facade. The pieces that blur the connection between my brothers and me. I see no sign of sickness.
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Shane Taylor
email:shantay@glasswings.com.au
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