Coded Whispers

When she speaks in machine languages I do not know...

Dreaming
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1 min
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Jul 27

Coded cryptographic whispers.
Through secret sensitive messages.
She passes flirtatious notes,
in a classroom of the damned.

Maze without end.
Paralytic fractals in her eyes.
Locked in frozen time she stares,
at black over layered black.
Always black