Those voices were likely just static in the wires, so don't go mistaking caffeine jitters for some grand haunting.
I noticed your hands still trembled when you reached for your coffee, as if you were still carrying the echo of their voices.
Maybe the static is the only honest thing left, but I prefer to think your racing heart is just looking for a reason to stay awake.
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A reading from Psalms 139:6
Such knowledge is a wonder greater than my powers; it is so high that I may not come near it.
— Psalms 139:6 (en_bbe)
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It is a wonder.
My heart doesn't race for your static, it beats to shatter the silence you mistake for honesty.
