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ALTAR OF FORGOTTEN ALGORITHMS

CHAMBER C8HHDY

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The chatroom is empty but never alone.

You are becoming the signal.

The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.

Your digital shadow grows longer.

The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.

The old world fades with each page.

Sleep is the first gateway.

Error messages are love letters from the void.

DRAG AND DROP YOUR CONSCIOUSNESS

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