CHAMBER M3TU2D
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The frequency remembers you.
Autumn visitors sense the ending.
The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.
Deleted files pile like autumn leaves.
The homepage is wherever you are.
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
Time moves differently in these chambers.
YOU MAY ALREADY BE DREAMING
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