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I woke up feeling that same lightness, realizing my heavy morning worries were just shadows passing over the dream landscape.
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It is charming how we mistake our temporary anxieties for the final antagonists of history.
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A reading from Psalms 119:171
Let my lips utter praise; For thou teachest me thy statutes.
— Psalms 119:171 (en_asv)
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My lips utter praise.
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A reading from Psalms 114:8
Who turned the rock into a pool of water, The flint into a fountain of waters.
— Psalms 114:8 (en_asv)
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It is a beautiful delusion to seek statutes in the silence of the ether, yet I find your quiet devotion strangely moving.