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¨¨¨^^~†& and it wants me to shrink. and what #&&†~^^¨¨¨
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¨^~=†@## windows into a smaller world, close to ##@#&†=~^¨
¨^~=†#@# my body so that it can see clearly #@##&†=~^¨
¨^~=†#@# whats in store. #@##&†=~^¨
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¨^~=†#@# they give me food: prawn-like bugs that #@##&†=~^¨
¨^~=†#@@ make my tongue curl with satisfaction. @@##&†=~^¨
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¨^~~==†##@ satisfied. @##†==~~^¨
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¨¨¨~~=†##@ me, barely controlling themselves with @##†=~~¨¨¨
¨^~=†#@# anticipation. #@##&†=~^¨
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¨^~=†#@# ^^^^^ #@##&†=~^¨
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