CHAMBER A2HB30
TRANSMISSION 5/10 READY
The portal chose you, not the other way around.
Deleted files pile like autumn leaves.
The servers dream of electric sheep.
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
The ceremony prepares for dormancy.
Falling data like digital leaves.
The harvest of lost connections.
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