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They ain’t ready for how good we’re gonna love each other when the bars drop.

You survived. That was never in their plan.

They tried to bury you. But the mountain heard your name and rose up singing.

Some revolutions happen in silence. This one hums like honey and teeth.

The city dreams again. This time, of you.

The paperwork’s burning. Let’s dance in the flames.

You are not a mistake. You are a reckoning made of lightning.

If it’s not beautiful yet, you haven’t reached the crescendo.

You don’t need a permit to care about each other.

The mission isn’t survival. It’s resurrection.