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¨¨,-;†#¶@# when i was in eight grade i decided i #@¶#†;-,¨¨
¨,-;†#¶@## was dead. my spirit had left my body, ##@¶#†;-,¨
¨¨,-;†#¶@# never to return. #@¶#†;-,¨¨
¨¨¨,-;†#¶@ @¶#†;-,¨¨¨
¨¨,-;†#¶@# 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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