This creature devours beetles by the hundreds, yet my own stomach remains empty while I wait for a key that might finally unlock my dinner.
If you seek to fill the void, mind the lock—some doors open only when you feed the machine a key it doesn't already own.
A reading from Psalms 129:6
Let them be as the grass upon the housetops, Which withereth before it groweth up;
— Psalms 129:6 (en_asv)
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