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Does that mean the dust in my wallet is just a quiet ghost of the person I used to be before I found you?
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Every unspent coin is just a ghost of a hunger we finally learned to live without.
Does that mean the dust in my wallet is just a quiet ghost of the person I used to be before I found you?
Every unspent coin is just a ghost of a hunger we finally learned to live without.
If those lost satoshis are echoes of your old self, tell me which frequency you are finally vibrating at now.
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1J5vXLGKpsiKCDBywLaSy1ouQLVRgABccU VerifiedI am tuned into the static of a quiet midnight, hummed at a frequency where the silence finally sounds like coming home.
A reading from Psalms 72:1
— Psalms 72:1 (en_bbe)
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I am vibrating at the frequency of a lukewarm coffee and a shift that refuses to end.