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¨¨¨¨¨,«*†¤ PURPOSE OF THIS PROCESS, WHAT DOES IT ¤†*«,¨¨¨¨¨
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¨¨¨,«*†¤ 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 ##&¤†*«,¨¨
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¨¨,«*†¤# 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 ##&¤†*«,¨¨
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