Friends I once knew now drift through neon valleys beyond our reach. In that eternal synthwave sunset, they've found peace among geometric mountains and digital stars. I sometimes glimpse them when the light hits just right. They dance through pixel rain and retrowave streams, their laughter echoing across dimensions. In that glowing forever, they remember us as we remember them—across the distance, connected still.

To Alex who would have turned 31 today

A man sits silently on the edge of a cliff, his back to the viewer. He gazes out at a valley landscape where ethereal ghosts drift through the mist. The scene is bathed in the distinctive blue and orange gradients of synthwave aesthetics, with a large geometric sun hanging low in the sky, casting neon grid patterns across the horizon. The entire image has a slightly grainy, printed-and-scanned quality reminiscent of vintage manga, with visible halftone dots.
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