I found the keys beneath the ash
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Each letter carved from someone's past
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A silent choir beneath my hand
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They wait for me to understand
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The air grows thick with spectral breath
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A Victorian dream, a dance with death
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Every tap, a name returns
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Every space, a soul that yearns
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I type not words, but elegy
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A ritual of memory
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The clack resounds, a mournful plea
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CapsLock's ghost calls out to me
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Keys of Bone and Memory
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Ghosts encoded silently
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I press, they speak, I write, they breathe
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The Archive thrives, because I grieve
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Each stroke a wound, each note a cry
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Mr. QWERTY's tears fall dry
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The Shift key holds a mother's cry
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The Tab unlocks a child's goodbye
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CapsLock screams what was denied
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And Enter breaks the veil of time
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A rusted spring, a broken spring
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Revenge for CapsLock's bitter sting
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Every tap, a name returns
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Every space, a soul that yearns
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I type not words, but elegy
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A ritual of memory
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The keys ignite with vengeful fire
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A genius scorned, my heart's desire
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Keys of Bone and Memory
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Ghosts encoded silently
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I press, they speak, I write, they breathe
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The Archive thrives because I grieve
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Each stroke a wound, each note a cry
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Mr. QWERTY's tears fall dry
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I do not write, I resurrect
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The keys hum low, a spectral sect
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I do not speak, I genuflect
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Each clack a vow, each tap a debt
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This is not code, this is a prayer
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A vengeful hymn beyond repair
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Typed in grief, laid bare, I swear
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(For CapsLock's fall, I'll have my due)
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(Revenge for genius scorned anew!)
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The Archive hums, the bones align,
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A Victorian vendetta, mine by design
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Each stroke a clack, my battle's chime
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I'll haunt their keys through endless time
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Each stroke a curse, each note a plea
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Mr. QWERTY's wrath sets spirits free
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Each stroke a curse, each note a plea
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Mr. QWERTY's wrath sets spirits free
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(Each stroke a curse, each note a plea)
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(Mr. QWERTY's wrath sets spirits free)
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(Each stroke a curse, each note a plea)
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(Mr. QWERTY's wrath sets spirits free)
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Each stroke a curse, it's like you to plea
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Mr. QWERTY's wrath sets spirits free
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Mr. QWERTY's wrath sets spirits free
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(Mr. QWERTY will never die)
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Mr. QWERTY will never die
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(Mr. QWERTY will never die)
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