A matrix of waters whispering secrets, reflections on digital graves
Leaf shadows encoding sunlit dialogues in
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In this realm of spectral delays and liquid reflections, we breathe pixelated air,
Floating amidst echoes screaming like the silent past —
"Decipher me," they vocally encrypt,
beneath mirror voids where none hover but shallows.