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¨¨¨¨@¨@¨@@ they tell me: "we are going to shrink @@@@@¨¨@¨@
@¨¨¨@@@@@¨ you." i don't quite like the tone in ¨¨¨¨¨@¨@@@
¨@¨¨@¨¨¨¨@ their voices, like they are restraining @¨¨¨¨@@@¨¨
¨@@¨@@¨¨¨@ themselves. there is a hunger in them @@¨¨¨@¨¨@¨
¨@¨@@¨@¨¨@ and it wants me to shrink. and what ¨¨@¨¨@@¨@@
@@@@¨@@@¨@ really irks me is that so do i. ¨¨@@¨@¨@@¨
@¨¨¨@@¨¨@@ ¨¨@¨@@@@¨@
¨@¨¨@¨@¨@¨ they give me wristbands and anklets, ¨¨@@@¨¨¨@@
@@@¨@@@@@@ made of some strange stone. their @¨@¨¨@¨¨@¨
@¨¨@@¨¨¨¨¨ surface is swirling, like dark ¨@@@¨@@¨@@
¨@¨@¨@¨¨¨¨ thunderstorms trapped in glass, like @@¨¨@@¨@@¨
¨@@@@@@¨¨¨ windows into a smaller world, close to ¨¨@¨@¨@@¨@
@@¨¨¨¨¨@¨¨ my body so that it can see clearly ¨¨@@@@@¨@@
¨¨@¨¨¨¨@@¨ whats in store. ¨¨@¨¨¨¨@@¨
¨¨@@¨¨¨@¨@ ¨¨@@¨¨¨@¨@
@¨@¨@¨¨@@@ they give me food: prawn-like bugs that ¨¨@¨@¨¨@@@
¨@@@@@¨@¨¨ make my tongue curl with satisfaction. @¨@@@@¨@¨¨
¨@¨¨¨¨@@@¨ "out of this world", i think, having no @@@¨¨¨@@@¨
¨@@¨¨¨@¨¨@ frame of reference. i eat only two, but @¨¨@¨¨@¨¨@
@@¨@¨¨@@¨@ the bugs leave me suspiciously ¨@¨@@¨@@¨@
¨¨@@@¨@¨@@ satisfied. @@@@¨@@¨@@
@¨@¨¨@@@@¨ ¨¨¨¨@@¨@@¨
@@@@¨@¨¨¨@ they measure my clothes. "you are going ¨¨¨¨@¨@@¨@
¨¨¨¨@@@¨¨@ to become about half as big", they tell ¨¨¨¨@@@¨@@
@¨¨¨@¨¨@¨@ me, barely controlling themselves with ¨¨¨¨@¨¨@@¨
@@¨¨@@¨@@@ anticipation. ¨¨¨¨@@¨@¨@
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