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¨@¨@¨¨@¨@¨ @¨@¨@¨@¨¨@
¨@¨@¨@@¨@¨ @¨@¨@¨@¨@@
¨@¨@¨¨@¨@¨ NOW, USUALLY I FEEL GOOD (MAYBE?), BUT @¨@¨@¨@¨¨@
¨@¨@¨@@¨@¨ 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. @¨@¨@¨@¨@@
¨@¨@¨¨@¨@¨ @¨@¨@¨@¨¨@
¨@¨@¨@@¨@¨ REDUCTIONIST HELL - @¨@¨@¨@¨@@
¨@¨@¨¨@¨@¨ 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 @¨@¨@¨@¨@@
¨@¨@¨¨@¨@¨ @¨@¨@¨@¨¨@
¨@¨@¨@@¨@¨ ARE WE JUST STACKED TRIANGLES? THERE IS @¨@¨@¨@¨@@
¨@¨@¨¨@¨@¨ NOTHING I CAN DO WITH TRIANGLES. THEY @¨@¨@¨@¨¨@
¨@¨@¨@@¨@¨ CAN NOT SHELTER ME IN ANY MEANINGFUL @¨@¨@¨@¨@@
¨@¨@¨¨@¨@¨ SENSE. @¨@¨@¨@¨¨@
¨@¨@¨@@¨@¨ @¨@¨@¨@¨@@
¨@¨@¨¨@¨@¨ 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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