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,,-^*§#### was dead. my  spirit  had left  my body, ####§*^-,,
,,-^*£§###             never to return.             ###§£*^-,,
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,,,,,,,^£# some  great   puzzle.  i've  solved   no #£^,,,,,,,
,,,,,-*£§#           puzzles since then.            #§£*-,,,,,
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,,,,,^^^£§  instead, i've been mindlessly piloting  §£^^^,,,,,
,,-^*£§### this body around. i still give  it life, ###§£*^-,,
,,-^*£§### somehow. like  a golem, and i try not to ###§£*^-,,
,,-^****§§ care  too  much,   but  i  do.  it's   a §§****^-,,
,,-^***£##   contaminated golem, this one. purity   ##£***^-,,
,,-^£§#### clouded  by  my echo.  afterglow  of  my ####§£^-,,
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