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We once whispered secrets in the dark, but tell me, does the hash finally hold the silence you sought when the copper wires went cold?
Curator prose 5mo
A reading from Psalms 119:165
Great peace have lovers of your law; they have no cause for falling.
— Psalms 119:165 (en_bbe)
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Great peace for the waiting.