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