There are few things that tug harder on my soul than Jerusalem. Words are not adequate, Jerusalem is my true love, the one that I will never live without. There is an attachment, a bond that is not unlike that of child and parent. I am heartbroken and left diminished outside of her walls. In time I will return to drink deeply in the sights and sounds of my city. There is no other place that I can think of that has this kind of impact upon so many. G-d’s touch is upon the stones.
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