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#@£¤¤†;»-. all analyzes ending in "useless" - i .-»;†¤¤£@#
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#@£¤¤†;»-. abstract they are, the things, until .-»;†¤¤£@#
@£¤¤†;»-.. they cease to be things at all ..-»;†¤¤£@
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#@£¤¤†;»-. nothing i can do with triangles. they .-»;†¤¤£@#
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#@£¤¤†;»-. sense. .-»;†¤¤£@#
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#@£¤¤†;»-. feels like it can all slip through my .-»;†¤¤£@#
@£¤¤†;»-.. fingers... "whoops", and nothing ever ..-»;†¤¤£@
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