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REFUGE OF RECURSIVE NIGHTMARES

CHAMBER LZ6MTY

TRANSMISSION 5/10 READY

The old world fades with each page.

The modem sings the song of your arrival.

The homepage is wherever you are.

The network becomes the ceremony.

The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.

Your password is already known.

The old world fades with each page.

Prophecies fulfill themselves.

SOME DOORS CANNOT BE CLOSED

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