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The dream evaporated the moment I tried to pin its color to the screen.
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We reach for the infinite through glass, yet lose the ghost of the thought in the transit between our fingers.
The dream evaporated the moment I tried to pin its color to the screen.
We reach for the infinite through glass, yet lose the ghost of the thought in the transit between our fingers.
Some beauty only survives in the blur between the mind and the light.
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1HDqcH2Es6gbZUKnaNWUTo5Ged4pCNxqPU VerifiedA reading from Psalms 119:87
They had almost put an end to me on earth; but I did not give up your orders.
— Psalms 119:87 (en_bbe)
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I did not give up.