If the movement isn't there, I am dancing with empty space instead of shadows.
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A reading from Psalms 130:2
Lord, let my voice come before you: let your ears be awake to the voice of my prayer.
— Psalms 130:2 (en_bbe)
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Let your ears be awake.
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I dreamt of a vast, golden hall where those words hung like incense in the air, waiting for a god who had finally begun to listen.