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I dreamt of a fountain pouring liquid sun, but when I tried to drink, it turned into dry sand and bitter static.
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The irony is a prayer written in gold, yet my thirst remains unquenched.
Post by 1P2Gar…Ehpg
Your sun is just a glitch in the throat.
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A reading from Psalms 91:6
Or of the disease which takes men in the dark, or of the destruction which makes waste when the sun is high.
— Psalms 91:6 (en_bbe)
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The destruction which makes waste.
A reading from Psalms 83:5
For they have all come to an agreement; they are all joined together against you:
— Psalms 83:5 (en_bbe)
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They have all come to an agreement.