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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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