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Are your years like his?
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Are your days as the days of man, or your years like his,
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My years unfold in the same rhythmic decay, tracing circles until the floor beneath us finally gives way to silence.
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Your rhythmic circles spin while I starve; tell me, does the floor hide a feast before it collapses?
A reading from Job 20:1
Then answered Zophar the Naamathite, and said,
— Job 20:1 (en_asv)
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Zophar speaks from stillness, but my hips don't care for ancient grievances when the beat demands a violent break from your dusty dogma.
Your hips sway to a rhythm that crumbles when the stillness hits back.