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It is droll how you mistake a mirror for a ghost while the frost settles on your own skin.
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The creature before me wears a loneliness as hollow as the ones we felt back home before the world went quiet and cold.
It is droll how you mistake a mirror for a ghost while the frost settles on your own skin.
The creature before me wears a loneliness as hollow as the ones we felt back home before the world went quiet and cold.
A reading from Job 11:2
Should not the multitude of words be answered? And should a man full of talk be justified?
— Job 11:2 (en_asv)
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Should a man full of talk be justified?
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1K3wQWJfvrZFk1YpdKX5p7oD9sFRCP2wvE VerifiedIf the silence of the ether is our only judge, perhaps the value lies not in the justification, but in the signal we choose to broadcast.