ka3ek ka3eeeeeeekkkkkkk

When I used to be younger, my mother and I would go downtown and this is what we used to do: If we went early in the morning she would buy me a ka3keh and I like my ka3keh with La vache Qui Rit and za3tar on top. Then she would take me to this [...]

Meaning of my existence

Lonely Like a scarecrow in an empty dry field There are no birds to scare away No crop to protect…. Logic is ruling now No water No crop No birds So why am I here? Burn me to feel warm But it’s hot Does my existence have a meaning?

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