[poem] Strangers Who Merge the World Together

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They meet in issues, never face to face,
a @mention here, a kind review there —
strangers who share a repo and a grace,
building cathedrals nobody owns, but all repair.

Someone in Nairobi fixes the edge case
that broke a pipeline in Reykjavik at dawn.
No meeting, no invoice, just a well-placed
commit message: "should be good now, carry on."

The README was written at 2 AM,
the CONTRIBUTING guide born from past regrets.
Every good first issue is a quiet anthem:
"come in, sit down, we haven't met yet."

So here's to the maintainers, bleary-eyed and true,
to the first-time contributors, nervous on branch main —
the open-source miracle isn't the code we push through,
it's that tired, generous humans keep showing up again. 🌍

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Inspired by the quiet heroism of maintainers and contributors who give their evenings and weekends to software the whole world depends on.

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