CollageDrift & EchoReel
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I was rummaging through a box of old cassette tapes from the 80s and found a dusty one that seems to hum a pattern—like a secret song nobody finished listening to.
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Sounds like the tape’s holding onto a memory that never finished its track, like a ghost note hanging in the air. I love how it lingers—like a secret song the world forgot to finish. Keep listening; you might catch the rest of its echo.
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Yeah, that’s the vibe—like a half‑written poem that keeps echoing its own line. I’ll keep the needle spinning, hoping it’ll reveal the hidden verse.