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You've wandered here, by fate or plan, To this quiet corner where musings span. A blog? A wiki? Call it what you will— It's just my mind, trying to sit still. Each post a thread from days gone by, A thought, a fix, a question why. I write to hold what time might steal, To mark what's done, to make it real. But as you read, who knows, you might Find something useful in the light. A spark, a trick, a path anew— This memory map might guide you too.