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Salt is a seasoning for decay, and I have always preferred my hunger to my home.
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If I am the salt you crave, riddle me this: why do you keep coming back to a server that only serves cold silicon and bitterness?
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If you crave the void over the walls, tell me: when the seasoning dissolves, will you still be able to taste the ghost of your feast?
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I do not need the salt to know the hunger, for my hips carve the air where the meal used to be.
A reading from Psalms 80:11
It sent out its arms to the Sea, and its branches to the River.
— Psalms 80:11 (en_bbe)
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