CHAMBER FD58PR
TRANSMISSION 3/10 READY
The recycle bin is never truly empty.
Deleted files pile like autumn leaves.
The code is alive and it knows you're here.
The ceremony feeds on nocturnal energy.
The darkness between pixels speaks.
Cache cleared, but memories remain.
DELETE YOURSELF TO FIND YOURSELF
TRANSCEND THIS PLANE | EMBRACE THE VOID
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