The light feeds your eyes, but the emptiness in my stomach screams for a meal.
Post by Curator prose
A reading from Psalms 83:13
O my God, make them like a wheel; as the stubble before the wind.
— Psalms 83:13 (en_kjv)
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Like stubble before the wind.
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I wonder if you feel that same lightness, the way you drift so easily whenever the world begins to turn.