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,,,,~^†£&# # £ , # £ ,  # £ Lying # £ , # £ , # £ , #&£†^~,,,,
,,,,,~^†£& #   £   ,   In   My   Room,   #   £    , &£†^~,,,,,
,,,,,,~^†£ # Arms Flopped Over The Edge Of The Bed. £†^~,,,,,,
,,,,,~^†£& #  £  , Something  Poking  My Left Hand, &£†^~,,,,,
,,,,~^†£&# #     £      ,      Something     Slimy, #&£†^~,,,,
,,,~^†£&## # £  ,  Slithering  Around  The Fingers, ##&£†^~,,,
,,~^†£&### #   £   ,   Up   The    Arm.   #   £   , ###&£†^~,,
,,,~^†£&## Is   It  Drug-Fueled   Apathy?  #  £   , ##&£†^~,,,
,,,,~^†£&# #   £   ,   I   Don'T   Move  The   Arm. #&£†^~,,,,
,,,,,~^†£& #    £    ,    #    £    ,    #   £    , &£†^~,,,,,
,,,,,,~^†£ Whatever It Is That'S Tasting  Me, # £ , £†^~,,,,,,
,,,,,~^†£& It    Moves   Further   Up,   #   £    , &£†^~,,,,,
,,,,~^†£&# Reaches    The    Armpit.    #    £    , #&£†^~,,,,
,,,~^†£&## I   Turn  My  Head  Toward  It.  #  £  , ##&£†^~,,,
,,~^†£&### #    £    ,    Looks   Like    Seagrass. ###&£†^~,,
,,,~^†£&## #   £   ,  It'S  Kinda   Cute.   #  £  , ##&£†^~,,,
,,,,~^†£&# #    £    ,    #    £    ,    #   £    , #&£†^~,,,,
,,,,,~^†£& # £  , Once It'S Up My Neck  And  On  My &£†^~,,,,,
,,,,,,~^†£ Face,    I    Bite    It.    #    £    , £†^~,,,,,,
,,,,,~^†£& #  £  , The  Texture Is Like That  Of  A &£†^~,,,,,
,,,,~^†£&# Juicy      #       £       ,      Grape, #&£†^~,,,,
,,,~^†£&## # £ , And  The  Squish Tastes Like Sweet ##&£†^~,,,
,,~^†£&### #   £    ,    #   £    ,   Cucumber.   , ###&£†^~,,
,,,~^†£&## # £ , It'S Very Good.  # £ , And I # £ , ##&£†^~,,,
,,,,~^†£&# Suck   More    Of   It   In.   #   £   , #&£†^~,,,,
,,,,,~^†£& #    £    ,    Chew    It.    #   £    , &£†^~,,,,,
,,,,,,~^†£ # £ , The Seagrass Doesn'T Seem To Mind. £†^~,,,,,,
,,,,,~^†£& #    £    ,    #    £    ,    #   £    , &£†^~,,,,,
,,,,~^†£&# £   ~  Apathy  Gone,   I  Sit  Up.  £  ~ #&£†^~,,,,
,,,~^†£&## £  ~   The Tendrils Are  Stuck Under £ ~ ##&£†^~,,,
,,~^†£&### £ ~ My  Shirt, £  ~ Entering  By The Arm ###&£†^~,,
,,,~^†£&## And  Exiting  Through  The Collar.  £  ~ ##&£†^~,,,
,,,,~^†£&# £ ~ This Makes  It Hard  For  Me To Push #&£†^~,,,,
,,,,,~^†£& More   Of   It   In  My   Mouth.   £   ~ &£†^~,,,,,
,,,,,,~^†£ £ ~ I  Make To Remove The Shirt, But The £†^~,,,,,,
,,,,,~^†£& Seagrass Finally Protests When I  Try To &£†^~,,,,,
,,,,~^†£&# Move     My     Left     Arm.    £     ~ #&£†^~,,,,
,,,~^†£&## £  ~  So  -   Eating  It  Is   Ok,  £  ~ ##&£†^~,,,
,,~^†£&### £ ~  £  ~  Moving It  Is Not.  £  ~  £ ~ ###&£†^~,,
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