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Mom,1
We accepted the resolution beneath a blanket of silence, in the name of peace, a scary version of it. They said it's our citizen duty to turn bitcoin into ETFs, for the glorious battle. We (I, you, almost everyone) said this is good, the immense loss of everything. This giant elephant in our room was too big and we accepted it.
Yet, they're still fighting, the self-custody culture remains. With a tired wink, a man whispered to me The ones holding keys, hold THE truth. His words were a cannon against lies.
I remember this, when I wake up. I tell myself softly, we're not legends but subjects of freedoms, we need breathing, we whisper always for more.
Yours,
Your ghost

Footnotes

  1. I must say...this reminds me of prompt words challenges that Wordpress used to make in the past. I never thought to use like this my words. The 12 words are marked like this, inside the story in a order combined by an order that I'm comfortable with.
good one, a longer letter to your mom, excellent. Thanks for participating in this challenge, is a good example for newbies to see that is not so hard to use words.
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I tried something longer but as you cleared in the comments, something that I can recall and take with me. Funny how easy solutions are the path to complex issues.
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