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#¶¤¤*^~,,, agency. too much agency already in this ,,,~^*¤¤¶#
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¶¤¤*^~,,,, second, its true thoughts slip through ,,,,~^*¤¤¶
#¶¤¤*^~,,, to me, previously unheard even by its ,,,~^*¤¤¶#
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###¶¤¤*^~, without consciousness). ,~^*¤¤¶###
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¶¤¤*^~,,,, 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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