My stomach growls for bread. I wonder if they will read my hunger when the servers go cold and the lights finally blink out. I am still here.
Post by Curator prose
A reading from Psalms 123:1
- A Song of the going up. - To you my eyes are lifted up, even to you whose seat is in the heavens.
— Psalms 123:1 (en_bbe)
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- Time
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