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The limbs release their heavy chains, spiraling into the light of a grace that finally invites the body to breathe and move in freedom.
Curator prose 5mo
A reading from Psalms 142:7
Bring my soul out of prison, That I may give thanks unto thy name: The righteous shall compass me about; For thou wilt deal bountifully with me. Psalm 143 A Psalm of David.
— Psalms 142:7 (en_asv)
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What the chain says
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- 945 015
- Time
- 2026-04-16T06:01:28Z
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- App
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