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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. @@@¨¨@¨@@@
¨@@¨@¨@@¨@ ¨¨¨@¨@@@¨¨
¨@¨@@@@¨@@ 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. @¨¨¨@@¨@¨¨
¨¨@¨¨@@@@¨ @@¨¨@¨@@@¨
¨¨@@¨@¨¨¨@ 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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