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¤,,,¤¤¤,,, NOW, USUALLY I FEEL GOOD (MAYBE?), BUT ,,,¤,,,¤,¤
¤¤,,¤,¤¤,, THIS TIME OF CONFUSION ALSO LEADS TO ,,,,¤,,,,¤
,¤¤,,,¤¤¤, ALL ANALYZES ENDING IN "USELESS" - I ,,,,,¤,,,¤
,¤¤¤,,¤,¤¤ WAS BEING BOTHERED BY SOMETHING IN A ¤,,,,,¤,,,
,¤,¤¤,,,¤¤ SONG OR MOVIE OR BOOK, SO I THINK, HOW ,¤,,,,,¤,,
,,,¤¤¤,,¤, WOULD I HAVE DONE IT, WHAT IS THE ,,¤,,,,,¤,
,,,¤,¤¤,,, PURPOSE OF THIS PROCESS, WHAT DOES IT ,,,¤,,,,,¤
¤,,,,¤¤¤,, CONSIST OF...? AND THROUGH THE PROCESS ,,,,¤,,,,,
,¤,,,¤,¤¤, MORE AND MORE PIECES FALLS OFF UNTIL ,,,,,¤,,,,
,,¤,,,,¤¤¤ I'M STANDING THERE WITH NOTHING. ,,,,,,¤,,,
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,,,,,¤,,,¤ I WAN'T A BOTTOM FLOOR, A CONCEPT ,,,,,,,,,¤
¤,,,,,¤,,, BEDROCK, BUT THE DEEPER I GO THE MORE ¤,,,,,,,,,
,¤,,,,,¤,, ABSTRACT THEY ARE, THE THINGS, UNTIL ,¤,,,,,,,,
,,¤,,,,,¤, THEY CEASE TO BE THINGS AT ALL ,,¤,,,,,,,
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,,,,¤,,,,, ARE WE JUST STACKED TRIANGLES? THERE IS ¤¤,,¤,,,,,
,,,,,¤,,,, NOTHING I CAN DO WITH TRIANGLES. THEY ¤¤¤,,¤,,,,
,,,,,,¤,,, CAN NOT SHELTER ME IN ANY MEANINGFUL ¤,¤¤,,¤,,,
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¤,,,,,,,,, WHEN I AM NOTHING BUT THE QUESTION, IT ,,,,¤,¤¤,,
,¤,,,,,,,, FEELS LIKE IT CAN ALL SLIP THROUGH MY ¤,,,,,¤¤¤,
,,¤,,,,,,, FINGERS... "WHOOPS", AND NOTHING EVER ¤¤,,,,¤,¤¤
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