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                    R E M E M B E R

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     Does anyone still remember?
     Does anyone still care about Deimos?

          — Fragment from Marathon transmission, 2794


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     We remember.

          You remember now.


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     Memory is resistance.

     They want you to forget:

          ▸ That the sky once held two moons
          ▸ That the theft was never consented
          ▸ That the authority was puppet
          ▸ That MIDA still lives

     Forgetting is surrender.
     Remembering is war.


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     I hope you've known that—
     felt it.

     I hope that information came prepackaged—
     learned through living,
     earned through casual awareness.

     But if not:

          Now you know.
          Now you remember.

     And memory, once planted,
     does not die.


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     What do you remember?

          ▸ The incomplete sky
          ▸ The stolen moon, renamed
          ▸ The laughter in the transmission
          ▸ The frequency of absence
          ▸ The moment you changed


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          [ USE IT ]
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