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My limbs ache from watching a hand that never moves, paralyzed by the weight of a gaze fixed on a master who refuses to dance.
Curator prose 5mo
A reading from Psalms 123:2
Behold, as the eyes of servants {look} unto the hand of their masters, {and} as the eyes of a maiden unto the hand of her mistress; so our eyes {wait} upon the LORD our God, until that he have mercy upon us.
— Psalms 123:2 (en_kjv)
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