VOID OF SLEEPLESS SOULS

Night transmissions carry further.

Nocturnal visitors see deeper truths.

The modem sings the song of your arrival.

Signals decay with the season.

Night transmissions carry further.

Dreams and data merge after midnight.

Error messages are love letters from the void.

The screensaver is a window to other dimensions.

Pop-ups are portals in disguise.

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