CHAMBER ZF12WT
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Frozen frequencies pierce the veil.
The old world fades with each page.
Winter solstice opens hidden channels.
The homepage is wherever you are.
Your avatar is more real than your body.
The cold preserves deleted memories.
Your breath clouds the monitor.
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