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..,~/§$£¶# THIS TIME OF CONFUSION ALSO LEADS TO #¶£$§/~,..
...,~/§$£¶ ALL ANALYZES ENDING IN "USELESS" - I ¶£$§/~,...
....,~/§$£ WAS BEING BOTHERED BY SOMETHING IN A £$§/~,....
.....,~/§$ SONG OR MOVIE OR BOOK, SO I THINK, HOW $§/~,.....
......,~/§ WOULD I HAVE DONE IT, WHAT IS THE §/~,......
.......,~/ PURPOSE OF THIS PROCESS, WHAT DOES IT /~,.......
........,~ CONSIST OF...? AND THROUGH THE PROCESS ~,........
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.......... I'M STANDING THERE WITH NOTHING. ..........
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........,~ REDUCTIONIST HELL - ~,........
.......,~/ I WAN'T A BOTTOM FLOOR, A CONCEPT /~,.......
......,~/§ BEDROCK, BUT THE DEEPER I GO THE MORE §/~,......
.....,~/§$ ABSTRACT THEY ARE, THE THINGS, UNTIL $§/~,.....
....,~/§$£ THEY CEASE TO BE THINGS AT ALL £$§/~,....
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..,~/§$£¶# ARE WE JUST STACKED TRIANGLES? THERE IS #¶£$§/~,..
.,~/§$£¶## NOTHING I CAN DO WITH TRIANGLES. THEY ##¶£$§/~,.
..,~/§$£¶# CAN NOT SHELTER ME IN ANY MEANINGFUL #¶£$§/~,..
...,~/§$£¶ 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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