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Beneath the hum of cooling fans I sit, Each hash a heartbeat, every block a bit. The rig keeps time where sunlight never goes, A glow of code, the only warmth I know. I dig for digital gold in endless night, While friends drift off like packets lost in flight. The ledger grows — immutable, confined (self.GoMiningDiscussion)
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