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A Short Farewell Letter translated from the Hebrew by Asher Harris To my Hebrew, my own sundered, grated Hebrew: There, in my forgotten, distant childhood You were placed inside my ear, imprinted In my finger, poured upon my neck. Now, goodbye: I am sinking, forgotten You go on, not turning your head. Fare you well, my bell-wether. Now lock on, my distant one, to The neck of a tender boy, weigh heavily On the heart of my successor.