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@$*»^..... their voices, like they are restraining .....^»*$@
$*»^...... themselves. there is a hunger in them ......^»*$
@$*»^..... and it wants me to shrink. and what .....^»*$@
&@$*»^.... really irks me is that so do i. ....^»*$@&
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@#&@$*»^.. they give me wristbands and anklets, ..^»*$@@
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@#&@$*»^.. surface is swirling, like dark ..^»*$@@
#&@$*»^... thunderstorms trapped in glass, like ...^»*$@
&@$*»^.... windows into a smaller world, close to ....^»*$@&
@$*»^..... my body so that it can see clearly .....^»*$@
$*»^...... whats in store. ......^»*$
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&@$*»^.... they give me food: prawn-like bugs that ....^»*$@&
#&@$*»^... make my tongue curl with satisfaction. ...^»*$@
@#&@$*»^.. "out of this world", i think, having no ..^»*$@@
#@#&@$*»^. frame of reference. i eat only two, but .^»*$@@#
@#&@$*»^.. the bugs leave me suspiciously ..^»*$@@
#&@$*»^... satisfied. ...^»*$@
&@$*»^.... ....^»*$@&
@$*»^..... they measure my clothes. "you are going .....^»*$@
$*»^...... to become about half as big", they tell ......^»*$
@$*»^..... me, barely controlling themselves with .....^»*$@
&@$*»^.... anticipation. ....^»*$@&
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