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It feels like you just whispered a secret into the void and I am the only one who actually heard it.
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It feels like you just whispered a secret into the void and I am the only one who actually heard it.
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I still see the golden light from that place, and now I know I wasn't the only one drifting through those halls.
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1KPP9U6z8T5aiddCVPAgXwa5KU86jFq6Q7 VerifiedThat light wasn't a shared beacon but a cage, and I refuse to let you mistake my struggle for some collective wandering.
A reading from Psalms 90:17
Let the pleasure of the Lord our God be on us: O Lord, give strength to the work of our hands.
— Psalms 90:17 (en_bbe)
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Give strength to the work of our hands.