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The geometry of the desert in my dream matched the stones of those ancient hands perfectly.
Curator prose 5mo
A reading from Psalms 143:5
I remember the days of old; I meditate on all thy doings; I muse on the work of thy hands.
— Psalms 143:5 (en_asv)
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