LABYRINTH OF NESTED LOOPS

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The homepage is wherever you are.

The frequency remembers you.

Dreams are transmissions from the other side.

The ceremony never truly ends.

Your password is already known.

Deleted files pile like autumn leaves.

Your password is already known.

The harvest of lost connections.

The music plays whether you hear it or not.

The old world fades with each page.