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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 ,¤¤,¤,,,,,
¤¤¤¤¤,,¤,¤ MORE AND MORE PIECES FALLS OFF UNTIL ¤¤,¤¤¤,,,,
¤,,,,¤,¤¤¤ 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 ¤,¤¤,,,¤,¤
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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 ,,,,,,,,¤¤
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