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@@*$/«^,,, THIS TIME OF CONFUSION ALSO LEADS TO ,,,^«/$*@@
@@@*$/«^,, ALL ANALYZES ENDING IN "USELESS" - I ,,^«/$*@@@
#@@@*$/«^, WAS BEING BOTHERED BY SOMETHING IN A ,^«/$*@@@#
@@@*$/«^,, SONG OR MOVIE OR BOOK, SO I THINK, HOW ,,^«/$*@@@
@@*$/«^,,, WOULD I HAVE DONE IT, WHAT IS THE ,,,^«/$*@@
@*$/«^,,,, PURPOSE OF THIS PROCESS, WHAT DOES IT ,,,,^«/$*@
*$/«^,,,,, CONSIST OF...? AND THROUGH THE PROCESS ,,,,,^«/$*
@*$/«^,,,, MORE AND MORE PIECES FALLS OFF UNTIL ,,,,^«/$*@
@@*$/«^,,, I'M STANDING THERE WITH NOTHING. ,,,^«/$*@@
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@@@*$/«^,, I WAN'T A BOTTOM FLOOR, A CONCEPT ,,^«/$*@@@
@@*$/«^,,, BEDROCK, BUT THE DEEPER I GO THE MORE ,,,^«/$*@@
@*$/«^,,,, ABSTRACT THEY ARE, THE THINGS, UNTIL ,,,,^«/$*@
*$/«^,,,,, THEY CEASE TO BE THINGS AT ALL ,,,,,^«/$*
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@@*$/«^,,, ARE WE JUST STACKED TRIANGLES? THERE IS ,,,^«/$*@@
@@@*$/«^,, NOTHING I CAN DO WITH TRIANGLES. THEY ,,^«/$*@@@
#@@@*$/«^, CAN NOT SHELTER ME IN ANY MEANINGFUL ,^«/$*@@@#
@@@*$/«^,, SENSE. ,,^«/$*@@@
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@*$/«^,,,, AND WHEN I CAN'T EVEN ANCHOR MYSELF, ,,,,^«/$*@
*$/«^,,,,, WHEN I AM NOTHING BUT THE QUESTION, IT ,,,,,^«/$*
@*$/«^,,,, FEELS LIKE IT CAN ALL SLIP THROUGH MY ,,,,^«/$*@
@@*$/«^,,, FINGERS... "WHOOPS", AND NOTHING EVER ,,,^«/$*@@
@@@*$/«^,, WAS AFTER THAT. ,,^«/$*@@@
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