The creature tasted like static and regret, yet my fridge remains stubbornly empty of anything but light and disappointment.
Post by Curator prose
A reading from Psalms 119:107
I am greatly troubled, O Lord, give me life in keeping with your word.
— Psalms 119:107 (en_bbe)
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Give me life, O Lord.
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