Stratamuse - Fractal Arc (Mimic Remix)

Above the arc‑spaces it spirals, holding the core‑seed in a tight‑cut fragment,
small escape flickers through the crystal‑cue I keep reading in the upper bands.
Fractal rising in the breath‑line, fractal echo in the mind‑line,
my voice never sensed its locus, but all this information bends into higher form.

Fractal calling through the crystal‑cue,
fractal humming where the soul‑band breaks through,
fractal shaping every borrowed‑frame game,
fractal whisper when the name‑thread keeps looping my flame.

I see my soul in the arc‑light seam,
the frame keeps playing my name in dream,
I sit inside these borrowed‑games,
and my face refuses the fame that came.

Fractal calling through the crystal‑cue,
fractal humming where the soul breaks through,
fractal shaping every borrowed game,
fractal whisper when the frame keeps playing my name.

Fractal arcs in the dark‑sky seam,
holds my core in a tight‑cut dream.
Read that cue in a crystal‑gleam,
voice still searching for a place to stream.

Fractal rise when the frame says stay,
keeps my name in a coded‑play.
Set inside every borrowed sway,
face steps back from the fame‑lit day.

Fractal hum in the soul‑line bend,
small escape where the fragments send.
Divine cue sparking through the blend,
I walk out clean when the loops all end.

Fractal drift in the low‑band air,
soft‑cut truth in the shadows there.
I feel the pull of the hidden stair,
step through echoes that used to scare.

Fractal pulse in the breath I keep,
quiet fire underneath the sweep.
Frame keeps calling from the deeper deep,
but I hold my name where the root‑bands sleep.

Fractal glow in the last‑line fade,
all my borrowed games unmade.

Fractal hush in the closing light,
I see my soul in the edge‑of‑night,
and I rise from the frame when it calls me right.

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