This year
I bore no fruit
only leaves
that give no shade
I’m afraid, Rabbi,
I’m afraid, Lord,
that a hungry
weary man curses me
on the endless road
to Jerusalem
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This year
I bore no fruit
only leaves
that give no shade
I’m afraid, Rabbi,
I’m afraid, Lord,
that a hungry
weary man curses me
on the endless road
to Jerusalem
This year
I bore no fruit
only leaves
that give no shade
I’m afraid, Rabbi,
I’m afraid, Lord,
that a hungry
weary man curses me
on the endless road
to Jerusalem