I arrive the instant stillness snaps, A flashing thought between the gaps. I start what sleeps, I hint, I dare, Then vanish thin into the air. I’m not the cause, yet I begin Every rush that follows in.

Pixels dance and hours vanish in the land of glowing glass, where stories unfold and eyes hold sway, but the clock silently judges.

I can either eat your cheese, or control a cursor as you please.

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