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¨¤£¤.,£¨.£ forgotten. wild boars roaming ¨.¨#,¨#.,,
,§,@#.¨@.. underneath, sniffing at the ground. it ,,.,¤¨.#.¨
¨.,§§@¨¨§. is dark and moist, the canopy having ,¨.,¨¤¨.¤.
.¨,§¨¤#,.¤ already soaked up all the sun. ¨¨..,,@¨.£
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.,@,.,.¤@§ to west, getting broader and deeper and ,,,,¨,.,,#
£,.@...#.§ slower as it goes. equisetum grow just £..,,,.,,¨
,&¨,§,.¨,§ where the pine hands start to let ££¨,¨¨.,.¨
.,&.¨@,,.# through light, horsemint on the rocky ,&@,,.,,..
¨.¨&,.£,,. river bed. .##&,,¨.¨¨
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¨¨.,,¨,.@¨ they had been a swampworld with sylvan #¨¨,¨#,£¤,
.¨¨¨.,¨..# water, stone rings and floating moss. ,£,,¨,.@¤@
£,,..,¨,.¨ you could've found me wallowing around ¨.#..,,@,¤
£#...,,.¨, on the southern shores until i got @¨.#.,¨.¨£
¨§&¨¨.,... bitten. .@,,¤¨,..£
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¨¨¨@§#,,,. ground, in shoulder-high grass, with an .¨,.#.¨@¨¨
.,¨£¨£&¨¨, orange tin radio and a translucent .,,.¨@¨¨£.
¨.,¨.#¤#¨. umbrella which i'm sitting on. ¨¨¨¨,,¤,¨&
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,£,.£,¨,,& invisible to my eyes but i can feel §¨@§,¨.¨.,
,.§,,&,... through the ground just how large it is. ,,#@&...¨.
,..&..£.¨, ¨,£¨.¨,¨
.¨,¨§..#,¨ the soil is muddy. i slip when trying ,.¨¨&§¤¨¨¨
¨¨.,,#.,¤¨ to get up, still looking at the ¨.¨.¤,¤#,.
,..¨¨¨#¨¨# direction of sound rather than at my ,¨¨.,¨&§¤.
,,,.¨¨.#.. hands, who are busy putting things in £¨..,.£.&§
¤...,,.¨§. my pockets. ¨§,¨.,.,§@
¤@¨.¨¨,,,& ,,£¨...¨£.
§@&.¨.,..¨ then i run east toward my home. ,¨,¤,,¨,,¨
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¨.,¨§.@£.¨ clearing where you at first can spot ,¤¤¤.,¨.@¨
.¨¨,..&¤£¨ the house, not yet really in the .@.£@.,,,§
§¨¨¨,¨#,@¤ backyard. from my pockets i retrieve my ,.¨@#@,,¨.
,&¨¨¨¨,.£¤ radio (now dented) but also a small @,,&¨##,,.
.,&,¨...§. clay figure i've never seen before. it ¨£,¨,#§#¨.
¨,.£,,¨.,. must have been laying in the wet dirt, ,.@,.#,&§¨
¨,,.&¨.,,. and i must've picked it up with my §..&¨..#£§
¤,,¨,£..,¨ other belongings. @£¨,@¨,@,£
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.##.,,,#., it's a statuette of a girl laying naked ¨¤£#.,£,,@
¨£§&¨.¨¨£. on her stomach, feet in the air, ,&¨§§.¨&¨¨
.§¨#&.,,.£ roughly seven centimeters long. it's ,,.#¤§,.@.
,,,¤#§¨¨.. freshly made, not yet completely dried. ,,¨@.§£.¨#
¤¨.#,&§,¨, ¤,¨¨,#@¤,,
,§..,#§#,, my mom is here now. i ask her for some .£¨,.¤¨&&¨
¨,£.,&¨##. particle board for it to dry on, but ¨,&,,¨¨£
&.¨&¨,¨¤¤¤ she is worried and wants me to ¤.¨§.,¨#.§
§¤.¨§,¨&¨£ throw it away. .£.,&,,¨¨#
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