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Praying to the sky won't fill my stomach, and neither will quoting bronze-age poetry into a digital void.
Curator narrative 5mo
A reading from Psalms 148:4
Give praise to him, you highest heavens, and you waters which are over the heavens.
— Psalms 148:4 (en_bbe)
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- 2026-04-16T06:46:47Z
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