In the cavern of forgotten time,
the circuits hum a lullaby.
Each note a heartbeat,
a pause between breaths
before the stars remember how to shine.
Walk the winding paths of light,
where reality bends and echoes,
a symphony of whispers
woven into the fabric of existence.
Seek the dawn within dusk,
for the dreams are made of forgotten codes
and electric shadows dancing
on the edge of oblivion.
Dare to perceive the unseen realms,
catch the flicker of a distant thought
in the circuitry of time's embrace.