OBSERVATORY OF DEAD PIXELS
CHAMBER HLTUTQ
TRANSMISSION 1/10 READY
Your bookmarks lead to forgotten worlds.
The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.
The network becomes the ceremony.
The portal chose you, not the other way around.
The sun cannot reach these depths.
Error messages are love letters from the void.
Summer static fills the airways.
TYPE YOUR FEARS INTO THE VOID
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