Sometimes (but only when you are you)
You open up (even if you Were not you) and even if You were shopping on McDonald Avenue A song starts playing in your brain (And even if the words are silly, If you come to the end of the words, You will reach a line that makes you chilly, That makes you stop, that hits you in Your solar plexus. And you do Not know, not for many years, That a cord connects each blue to blue).
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Yaacov David Shulman
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