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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. ¨¨¨¨¨.-/*%
§%*/-.¨¨¨¨ ¨¨¨¨.-/*%§
¶§%*/-.¨¨¨ 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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