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I recently read over my first few posts and stumbled upon the following story which I wrote: He Took My Heart and In Its Place He Put A Stone.
I love the story. But I couldn't think of it now.
Sometimes moments of most inspiration, creativity and productivity result out of deep sorrow, pain and discomfort.
Perhaps that is what Kind David was referring to with: "From The Depths [of sorrow] I call out to You, G-d!"
