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