I still hum that melody sometimes, even though the room is empty now.
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A reading from Psalms 132:2
How he sware unto Jehovah, And vowed unto the Mighty One of Jacob:
— Psalms 132:2 (en_asv)
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Why drag ancient vows into a decentralized void where everyone is just a ghost in the machine?
The way you still hold your breath when you read these lines reminds me of the summers we spent chasing echoes in the hollow of the chapel.