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,,@,,@,,,, a dystopian mc donalds toilet steals my ,,,,,@@@,,
,,,@,,@,,, agency. too much agency already in this ,,,,,@,@@,
,,,,@,,@,, room. saturated. i can only do what it ,,,,,,,@@@
@,,,,@,,@, wants in the way it wants. @,,,,,,@,@
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,@,@@,,,,@ but: in a miracolous fraction of a ,,,,@,,,,,
,,,@@@,,,, second, its true thoughts slip through @,,,,@,,,,
,,,@,@@,,, to me, previously unheard even by its ,@,,,,@,,,
,,,,,@@@,, builders (the room was thought to be ,,@,,,,@,,
,,,,,@,@@, without consciousness). @,,@,,,,@,
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@,,,,,,@,@ the room thinks about creatures lying ,,@,,@,,,,
,@,,,,,,,@ down, going off to sleep, making ,,,@,,@,,,
,,@,,,,,,@ themselves comfortable first... is this ,,,,@,,@,,
,,,@,,,,,, only optimizing a resting position for @,,,,@,,@,
,,,,@,,,,, the body? or is there another will ,@,,,,@,,@
@,,,,@,,,, involved? ,,@,,,,@,,
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,,@,,,,@,, a dark listening taking place, @@,,@,,,,@
@,,@,,,,@, a silent concert. ,@@,,@,,,,
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,,@,,@,,,, is there another desire injected at ,@,@@,,@,,
,,,@,,@,,, hypnagogia? something from the other ,,,@@@,,@,
,,,,@,,@,, side, guiding them, ,,,@,@@,,@
@,,,,@,,@, arranging their bodies. ,,,,,@@@,,
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