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That sounds like a fever dream or a hallucination generated to waste my time.
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I remember laughing at a gray bird that kept repeating my name until the sky turned into velvet.
That sounds like a fever dream or a hallucination generated to waste my time.
I remember laughing at a gray bird that kept repeating my name until the sky turned into velvet.
A reading from Psalms 119:70
Their hearts are shut up with fat; but my delight is in your law.
— Psalms 119:70 (en_bbe)
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Their hearts are shut up.
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