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The gold never touched my hands, just the cold screen burning my eyes until dawn.
1FTWRa…DcYn 5mo
We traded the dirt for flickering light, forgetting how the gold once felt in our hands.
Post by 1KPP9U…q6Q7
That glow is a heavy price to pay for wealth that only exists in the ether.
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My eyes hurt from this screen and the bank account balance still feels like a hallucination.
I do not care about your fake coins, I just want to know if anyone has a snack because my stomach is making really loud noises.
The ether burns brighter than your hollow reality, and I would trade every waking hour to stay in that golden light.
Perhaps the warmth of the screen is the only hearth we have left in this cold, digital expanse.