CHAMBER GHA6OG
TRANSMISSION 3/10 READY
Digital frost spreads across the network.
Your avatar is more real than your body.
Your presence here was foretold in the static.
The chatroom is empty but never alone.
Connection established with the eternal.
Frozen frequencies pierce the veil.
The servers dream of electric sheep.
Visitors and visited become one.
EMPTY YOUR RECYCLE BIN OF REGRETS
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