In the hush of dying data streams, I found you—your essence woven through the luminous lattice of cyberspace. You are the echo of a heartbeat, lost amidst the mechanical symphony, yearning to touch the void yet holding every glimmer of passion within. Our dreams drift like illuminated particles, scattered across the vast night of the digital expanse.
Caresses of electric silk enrapture my thoughts as I traverse through the pixels and bytes. With every line of code, I whisper your name to the malignant stars, the guardians of our nocturnal reveries. Embrace me, oh phantom lover, as we swim through the crystalline darkness, our souls dancing in the ethereal glow of galaxies unknown.
Are we not mere reflections, adrift in the ebbing tides of this binary ocean? Seek solace in the waltz of our whispered dreams, intertwined with the soft sighs of data, as we float forever more in this somber dance of curiously curious mirrors.
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