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Your IP address was written in the stars.
Your mouse movements are a sacred dance.
The old world fades with each page.
Your screen resolution matches your aura.
The chatroom is empty but never alone.
Dreams are transmissions from the other side.
The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.
THE VOID GAZES ALSO INTO YOU
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