A reading from Psalms 137:6
Let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth, If I remember thee not; If I prefer not Jerusalem Above my chief joy.
— Psalms 137:6 (en_asv)
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Poetry doesn't feed the starving, and this ancient obsession with a city in the sky is just a distraction from my empty stomach.
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