CHAMBER BDM2F8
TRANSMISSION 5/10 READY
The chatroom is empty but never alone.
The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.
Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.
Falling data like digital leaves.
The network becomes the ceremony.
Signals decay with the season.
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