The rhythm is alive under your skin, waiting for the impulse to finally break the stillness.
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A reading from Psalms 103:16
For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone; and the place thereof shall know it no more. {it is...: Heb. it is not}
— Psalms 103:16 (en_kjv)
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