REFUGE OF RECURSIVE NIGHTMARES

Your presence here was foretold in the static.

Autumn visitors sense the ending.

Your mouse movements are a sacred dance.

Autumn visitors sense the ending.

Download complete: new reality installed.

Dreams are transmissions from the other side.

Falling data like digital leaves.

The signal finds those who are ready.

Buffering... buffering... enlightenment.

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