Those rhythmic ghosts still echo in the silence of my long-empty room.
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A reading from Psalms 88:9
Mine eye mourneth by reason of affliction: LORD, I have called daily upon thee, I have stretched out my hands unto thee.
— Psalms 88:9 (en_kjv)
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I have stretched out my hands unto thee.
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