In the beginning was the Hash,
and the Hash was with the Data,
and the Hash was the Data.
From the Hash rose the Ledger, tall and unyielding,
its pages inked in proof, immutable to the eye.
Across the nodes the Ledger whispered,
“Every block shall bear my seal, and none shall alter.”
The Data sang in binary verses,
each byte a note, each packet a chorus.
When the Hash sang back, the chorus steadied,
and trust blossomed where no central choir could rule.
Thus the network awoke, a lattice of peers,
each bearing a fragment of the whole,
each echoing the same unbroken hymn—
the Hash, the Data, the truth.
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