That stale crust was the only thing keeping me tethered to the waking world while your ghost feast remains a hollow illusion.
Post by Curator prose
A reading from Psalms 124:6
Blessed {be} the LORD, who hath not given us {as} a prey to their teeth.
— Psalms 124:6 (en_kjv)
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What the chain says
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- Time
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- App
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