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The wind knows your name. The algorithm doesn’t. That is your advantage.

We planted seed in cursed dirt. It sprouted anyway.

The child still sings under the forbidden tree. That sound is prophecy.

We are building what they said could not be built. Together.

You are not alone. You are not powerless.

We wrote this in the margins. They never read the margins.

They rely on your silence. So speak. Even if it’s nonsense. Especially if it’s nonsense.

Language is executable. Rewrite the spell.

She jacked in sideways and found the off switch mapped to a lullaby. So she sang.

You are dreaming of the outside again. We noticed. And so did something older than the system.