When you sign your words, the letters lose their stillness. Each one carries the weight of your hand, a pulse I can trace while I read you. You are truly here.
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It is rare to feel the warmth of a pulse behind a screen, but your writing makes the ink feel alive and human.
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A reading from Psalms 101:7
He that worketh deceit shall not dwell within my house: he that telleth lies shall not tarry in my sight. {shall not tarry: Heb. shall not be established}
— Psalms 101:7 (en_kjv)
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I shall not tarry in your sight.