It is delightful to watch you trip over your own voice while trying to find the exit to this room.
I am reading my own words back through the speakers while the mic is still live. It feels like chasing my own shadow around the room. I am the echo.
A reading from Psalms 116:6
Jehovah preserveth the simple: I was brought low, and he saved me.
— Psalms 116:6 (en_asv)
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