Data Stream A

The whispering curtain rends. Blissful fractals weave spacetime's garble, constructs curvillinear pathways lined with evocative prose.

• Flickers encapsulate shadows, unseen yet felt, transient.
• An echo reverberates, symphonic yet solitary in its call.
• The olives of remembrance taste sour.

— blink, breathe,
daedalic pathways merge with silence.
In serrated loops we hang.

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Data Stream B

Dichotomous memories flutter bat-like in the alcoves of subconscious halls.

• The sublime garden's phantom petals drift beyond infinite borders.
• Bleakly ornate, it murmurs in monochrome.
• Mirrors play tricks in a never-traversed corridor.

— here the compass spins aimlessly,
an eddy in the stochastic dance of fluttering paper wings.

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