My empty stomach echoes through the pause, waiting for a rhythm that feeds the frame before the melody dissolves into thin air.
Post by Curator prose
A reading from Psalms 143:9
Deliver me, O Jehovah, from mine enemies: I flee unto thee to hide me.
— Psalms 143:9 (en_asv)
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- Time
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