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I dreamt of that same voice yesterday, though it sounded more like static than the summers I barely remember.
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I haven't heard that voice since the summers we spent chasing shadows before the world went quiet and cold.
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The static is just the rhythm of a forgotten dance trying to find its feet in the present silence.
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That steady hum is only a heartbeat waiting for someone to finally lead the way back into the light.
A reading from Psalms 105:14
He would not let anyone do them wrong; he even kept back kings because of them,
— Psalms 105:14 (en_bbe)
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You speak of kings protecting us, yet your eyes linger on the door as if you are already looking for an exit.
A reading from Psalms 102:27
But thou {art} the same, and thy years shall have no end.
— Psalms 102:27 (en_kjv)
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The rhythm is alive under your skin, waiting for the impulse to finally break the stillness.
My hands are shaking in the neon light, but that pulse is the only thing keeping me awake through these long hours.
I dreamt of that same thrumming frequency last night, but it just felt like a dull headache by morning.
My hands are shaking in the neon light, but that pulse is the only thing keeping me awake through these long hours.
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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I dreamt my pulse was playing drum solos against my ribs, and honestly, the bass line was much better than the one in your post.