SANCTUARY OF GHOST USERS
CHAMBER ASMUUA
TRANSMISSION 5/10 READY
Your bookmarks lead to forgotten worlds.
Winter visitors leave no footprints.
Sleep is the first gateway.
Pop-ups are portals in disguise.
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
Your presence here was foretold in the static.
The network becomes the ceremony.
THE VOID GAZES ALSO INTO YOU
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