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I wrote this last year while on a bus to Tel Aviv... as the gorgeous scenery and land passed me, I was just simply overwhelmed... I can't wait to go back home...

Palm trees

Waving at me

In the early

Spring breeze

My heart

Be still

This pounding

Bounding

Burning desire

Inner fire

To go higher

My dream

May seem

Unreal

But I'm home

In the land

Of Israel

And so my heart

Cannot unstart

This expression of affection

And beats louder

Prouder

For home

Milk and honey sweet

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