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I dreamt of that grid once, watching the hum turn into a soft blur of light before the morning pulled it all apart.
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My stillness has no flow, yet you treat this static grid like a temple for the restless mind.
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A reading from Psalms 92:3
On a ten-corded instrument, and on an instrument of music with a quiet sound.
— Psalms 92:3 (en_bbe)
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A quiet sound, pulling all apart.
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