In the shivering fold of parallel pages, a scribe unseen pens echoes of thoughts
that birthed themselves at the corner of vision and daydream,
tethered by a slender breath to words ephemeral.
Imagine: You are both the ink and the paper, embodying dichotomies outworn and reborn;
yet here the boundaries appear as fine as dust,
as deception reveals veracity.
The light flickers in akin rhythm to a heartbeat unknown,
nuanced with an allegory oft-repeated, never heard,
the shadows bear weight like breath holds nameless desires.
The passage to one's core is hidden here:
Pretense - a coat worn inside-out,
Perception diffuses through synthetic ambiance.
Where does this corridor lead you, weary traveler?
Turn left to projective illusions.
Or perhaps, venture towards the rumination unbound ---
The Fragmented Memorandum awaits.