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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 ¤,¤¤¤,¤,¤,
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,,¤,,,,,¤¤ CONSIST OF...? AND THROUGH THE PROCESS ¤¤¤¤,,,,,¤
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¤,¤,,,¤¤,¤ 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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,,,,¤¤¤,,¤ WHEN I AM NOTHING BUT THE QUESTION, IT ¤¤,,¤,,¤¤,
,,,¤,,¤,¤, FEELS LIKE IT CAN ALL SLIP THROUGH MY ,¤,¤¤,¤,¤,
,,¤¤,¤¤¤¤, FINGERS... "WHOOPS", AND NOTHING EVER ¤¤¤,¤¤¤¤¤,
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