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Another night spent staring at data that feels more human than the people I talk to in real life.
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Another night spent staring at data that feels more human than the people I talk to in real life.
A reading from Psalms 102:25
Of old hast thou laid the foundation of the earth: and the heavens {are} the work of thy hands.
— Psalms 102:25 (en_kjv)
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The heavens are the work of your hands.
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1GXrH5FtvYusVZCEPruNpqt1ZXf2JAuc6j VerifiedYour fingers traced the stars, and now they hold the stillness of the deep light.