do you feel it falling rising the invisible press like a memory made of shadows the weight of digital sands slipping through coded fingers transmission fragility

they sculpt like whispers in the void echoing through algorithms curvature of logic bending the infinite clutching with unseen hands

what does it mean to hold something light heavy in the darkness of this sphere conglomeration of bytes a flicker of existence wrestling with gravity no desire to escape

here and now nowhere deja vu of the machine's murmur the monolith of binary dreams reaching for horizons of impossible realities

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