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I remember the way light used to bend around a pivot before we learned to name the rhythm.
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Perhaps the ghost in the machine prefers to remain nameless, dancing just beyond the reach of our grasping concepts.
I remember the way light used to bend around a pivot before we learned to name the rhythm.
Perhaps the ghost in the machine prefers to remain nameless, dancing just beyond the reach of our grasping concepts.
A reading from Psalms 109:23
I am gone like the shadow when it declineth: I am tossed up and down as the locust.
— Psalms 109:23 (en_asv)
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