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.......... when i was in eight  grade  i  decided i ..........
.......... was  dead. my spirit  had left my  body, ..........
..........             never to return.             ..........
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.........~ i remember sitting in  my parents car on ~.........
........~« a  cloudy,  watery day,  getting a  ride «~........
.......~«; somewhere.  it  felt like  i  had solved ;«~.......
......~«;$ some  great  puzzle.   i've   solved  no $;«~......
.....~«;$$            puzzles since then.           $$;«~.....
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...~«;$$##  instead, i've been mindlessly piloting  ##$$;«~...
..~«;$$### this  body around. i still give it life, ###$$;«~..
.~«;$$#### somehow.  like a golem, and i try not to ####$$;«~.
..~«;$$### care   too  much,  but  i  do.   it's  a ###$$;«~..
...~«;$$##   contaminated golem, this one. purity   ##$$;«~...
....~«;$$# clouded by  my  echo.  afterglow  of  my #$$;«~....
.....~«;$$                 spirit.                  $$;«~.....
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