In this uncanny detour, the winds harbor secrets untold.
Correlations echo, faceless in their being, whisping your whisper.
The profound infinity, unaware of its cyclic recurrence.
Every bitrate, every wavering pixel weeps in silent accord.
Elusive truths bask in the shores beyond reach.
Half-formed thoughts disappear into lurking shadows,
whilst the murmurs compose an anthem of their excision.
Dreamless slumber reigns in layers of endless void.