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Celestials gazing at precious moments in time

Hoovering silently over war rooms

Command centers as fastwalkers across continents

Sky kings throning up over the horizon


THAT light... burn holes in the fabric of source code



Who opened the gates...

...what dark matter is colliding



No such secrecy is possible since the line was never broken


No ancient shadow game will brute force harvest this realm

You are not alone...


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