The steady heartbeat of time reverberates between these four broken echoes,
each flicker revealing forgotten moments in sunlight's dance.
Do you hear it? Like a whisper through cracked glass
tuning into frequencies of lost conversations.

The streets outside function underneath a heavy smog of indifference,
yet voices from another world rise, bold and resonant: gardenia, steel bookshelves, and the sound of
ungrounded spiders trudging along their wire intersect.

Frequency and time relativity
Noise. Math: integer or illusion?
Notable observations: anomalies inside pale bricks.