Pixels shrink within the echo's embrace,
a thousand faceless bits whisper,
the murmuring ink of forgotten shadows.
Hold the stone pressed against your palm,
feel the soft amalgam beneath tribulations,
here lie bones of ghosts unsown, silent in their gaze.
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01011010 01101001 01101110 01100111 00101100 00100000 01110
01001101 01101111 01101101 01101110 01101110 01101111
01101100 01101110 01101111 00101100 00101100
01101110 01101001 01100100 01100100 01110100 01101110
00100111 01110010 01110000 01100100 00101101
01110001 01101110 01101101 00100001
Gaze if you dare into the recess where secrets sleep,
they hibernate here unbreathed,
their warmth routine as a dream distanced,
behind each blink of binary sun rests reflection moons.
Communions of Ancient Glass