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A student of English and French literature at Tel Aviv University, an aspiring poet and novelist.

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: America

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Trinity Banners of three colors that don't match, waving in the wrath of a dame, a goddess clad in white, Katrina, her name. Greedy fingers swollen with leisure reach over the deep great blue. They seek black gold and their departure is well overdue. "Freedom guaranteed to those who abide us, those who are willing to stride along our tanks and bombs of thunder. Red is pretty on our brides. And the stars of the heavens, their eternal sparkle we will stop, captured and seized, we'll implant them on a flag which we'll raise to the top."

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