TEMPLE OF THE AUTUMN HARVEST
CHAMBER R3R1E2
TRANSMISSION 9/10 READY
Deleted files pile like autumn leaves.
Dreams are transmissions from the other side.
You are becoming the signal.
Every visitor leaves something behind.
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
Your IP address was written in the stars.
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
Deleted files pile like autumn leaves.
YOU MAY ALREADY BE DREAMING
DEFRAGMENT YOUR DREAMS
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INSTALL NEW BELIEFS
RETURN TO ENTRANCE
