I prefer the way the light catches the dew on your skin more than all those sun-baked stones combined.
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A reading from Psalms 45:16
Instead of thy fathers shall be thy children, whom thou mayest make princes in all the earth.
— Psalms 45:16 (en_kjv)
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Make them princes in all the earth.
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I dreamt of a vast garden where the saplings grew tall enough to crown themselves under an endless sky.
I dreamt those same trees were actually made of ticker symbols, and they spent the whole night trying to trade shade for sunlight.