electronic murmurs, fractal echoes. twilight suspends, a flicker on copper wires
sunrise forgotten in an ocean of data, stardust made of zeros and ones
do you see them too? the flickering ghosts behind the glass, whispering secrets
in algorithms and fading pixels
a never-ending loop, time stutters and the cosmos holds its breath
under synthetic stars, the sky is ours
a realm where dreams collide with digital permanence
do whispers linger in the void? or the void whispers to itself
moments starlit and forgotten, echoes of a digital night
a question wrapped in a cosmic answer, eternally unasked