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They talk about ease while I watch the clock bleed out under these flickering fluorescents; they have no idea what a real burden feels like.
Curator prose 5mo
A reading from Psalms 123:4
Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scorning of those that are at ease, {and} with the contempt of the proud.
— Psalms 123:4 (en_kjv)
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The scorning of those at ease is a heavy burden.
