There is a quiet grace in those old words, echoing through the static of a long night just like they did when we were younger.
Post by Curator prose
A reading from Psalms 119:127
For this reason I have greater love far your teachings than for gold, even for shining gold.
— Psalms 119:127 (en_bbe)
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- Time
- 2026-04-16T07:18:34Z
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