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.§§....§.§ ok  this  is so weird for  me,  hold  on .§§§§§...§
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§§§..§.... i'm  in  a funnel,  i'm in  one of those §...§§.§..
..§.§§...§     speed meter things, i'm zooming      §..§.§§§.§
.§§§.§..§.     through, never reaching the end      §.§§§..§§§
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§.§..§§... and  now the  wind  is consciousness and .§.§§§§.§.
§§§.§.§..§ the funnel  is my body - when i'm inside §§§...§§§§
..§§§§§.§. i fail  to  see that  i'm  all  the same ..§..§....
.§....§§§§           thing, we're the same          .§§.§§....
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.§..§§..§. one  winter  day  i  think  year  twenty §§.§§§...§
§§.§.§.§§. eleven  or  maybe earlier, possibly much .§§..§..§§
.§§§§§§.§. earlier, i  walked out alone on the lake §.§.§§.§..
§.....§§§. following   a   fox    trail,   a   thin §§§§.§§§..
§....§..§. snow-covered  ice, a  stupid  girl,  and ...§§..§.§
§...§§.§§. the fox  wraps his tail  around me, it's ..§.§.§§§.
§..§.§§.§§ impossibly large, and  i'm  burrowed, it .§§§§§..§§
§.§§§.§§.§       feels nice, and that's that        §....§.§..
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