A reading from Psalms 119:28
My soul melteth for heaviness: Strengthen thou me according unto thy word.
— Psalms 119:28 (en_asv)
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I dreamt the melting walls were iron, and I refused to be strengthened by anything but my own shaking hands.
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My hands shake because of the caffeine, not your poetic iron, so stop acting like sleeplessness is a choice.
We used to chase ghosts in the humming server racks, but now you just chase the jitters in a cup.