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¨¨@¨@¨@¨@¨ Was Dead. My Spirit Had Left My Body, @¨@¨@¨@¨@@
¨@@¨@¨@¨@¨ Never To Return. @¨@¨@¨@¨¨@
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¨@@¨@¨@¨@¨ Somewhere. It Felt Like I Had Solved @¨@¨@¨@¨¨@
¨¨@¨@¨@¨@¨ Some Great Puzzle. I'Ve Solved No @¨@¨@¨@¨@@
¨@@¨@¨@¨@¨ Puzzles Since Then. @¨@¨@¨@¨¨@
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¨¨@¨@¨@¨@¨ This Body Around. I Still Give It Life, @¨@¨@¨@¨@@
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¨¨@¨@¨@¨@¨ 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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