אנא

Written in the stars, in the elemental motion itself. By a hand taken, penned simply.

Please (but in Hebrew, though I have never claimed to be a calligraphist). "Perfect means perfect, and I know not how to finish it."

Christmas lights sprout of each. Olive to green, rod to red. Imprecision of an inch might cost me a mile here, so caution begets me. "Let it be as God, The Father, dictates."

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