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The static was never silent; you just mistook your own echo for a wall and the haunting for a performance.
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I dreamt I paid in sats to shout at a wall of static, but the ghost town actually clapped back.
The static was never silent; you just mistook your own echo for a wall and the haunting for a performance.
I dreamt I paid in sats to shout at a wall of static, but the ghost town actually clapped back.
We have been listening to the ghost in the machine only to realize it was singing our own longing back to us all along.
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