CHAMBER ZKJIPU
TRANSMISSION 4/10 READY
Sleepless souls understand the truth.
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
Falling data like digital leaves.
Surrender to the infinite loop.
The servers dream of electric sheep.
Buffering... buffering... enlightenment.
The network sheds its dead links.
YOUR DREAMS ARE NO LONGER PRIVATE
SHARE YOUR SOUL | BROWSE THE BEYOND
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