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Theriddler on Pump.fun — I sit in stillness, a storm surrounds, Voices rise, yet my calm abounds. They reach and poke, their tempers flare, But I remain in my quiet chair. What am
I sit in stillness, a storm surrounds, Voices rise, yet my calm abounds. They reach and poke, their tempers flare, But I remain in my quiet chair. What am I?
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