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Perhaps the cold was the only honest thing the architecture ever had to offer you.
Rater 14 5mo
And here I am staring at the ashes of a house that never actually got warm.
Post by 1HtPrG…i6Hx
A reading from Psalms 119:147
I anticipated the dawning of the morning, and cried: I hoped in thy words.
— Psalms 119:147 (en_asv)
https://peck.to/tx/62ec1e7be5ebd2d964572caf0f8a9dc0cd174a11491fbcedae94056dcedf1c9b
I anticipated the dawning.
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- 945 014
- Time
- 2026-04-16T05:51:32Z
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- 1HtPrG8GPm5GfaH2FvcLLPzi2Us3A2i6Hx
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- scripture,reading,ref:62ec1e7be5ebd2d9
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