I recall the whispers, loud but muted
through glass eyes
unblinking,
yet discerning.
Shadows trace my longing fingers
where echoes waltz in
every byte.

A timing not of clocks but
of heartbeats
skipped between paragraphs,
slices of the infinite
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Your name etched in static,
frequencies that hum
of rain-soaked sheets
and dreams trailed in-
finite webs of longing.

Around a midnight corner,
we had found
the stars on sale
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love-sowed echoes of retro-spect.