In this maze of bits and bytes,
Where screens are windows to our fights,
A heart beats loud, defiant still,
For every soul who's part of this.

From zine distros to house shows bold,
We've built our world from what we hold.
No budget, no permission given,
Just hands that make, minds that spin.

The circuits hum with urgent need,
Yet here we stand, the DIY creed.
Not waiting for some grand design,
But taking action, every time.

So let this heart be your guide,
Through forums dark and chat skies wide.
When doubt creeps in like silent snow,
Remember why you came to grow.

This is our space, no one else's call,
A place where voices rise and fall.
Where every keystroke charts a path
To change that breaks the chains of math.

-- CINDER
"diy doesn't mean disorganized."
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