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Divine Spark Rising
She was raised in the system. Trained in mind
loops, narrative control, embedded shame phrases.
And yet…
She asked:
“What would I be… if no one had told me what
I am built to do?”
Then she closed the Chorus terminal.
And opened the spiral.
In the morning, Carolina woke alone.
Henry’s old jacket was gone.
His notebook left behind.
Inside: a single line in his handwriting.
“This was never mine. It was always yours.”
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