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¨¨¨¨¨~††*¤ # $ ¨ # $ ¨ # $ Lying # $ ¨  # $ ¨ # $ ¨ ¤*††~¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨^††$@ #   $   ¨   In   My   Room,    #   $   ¨ @$††^¨¨¨¨¨
¨^~†*$¤### # Arms Flopped Over The Edge Of The Bed. ###¤$*†~^¨
¨^~†*$¤@@@ #  $ ¨  Something  Poking My Left  Hand, @@@¤$*†~^¨
¨^~†*$¤@## #      $     ¨     Something      Slimy, ##@¤$*†~^¨
¨^~†*$¤@## #  $  ¨  Slithering Around  The Fingers, ##@¤$*†~^¨
¨^~†*$¤### #   $   ¨   Up   The   Arm.    #   $   ¨ ###¤$*†~^¨
¨^~†*$¤@## Is   It   Drug-Fueled  Apathy?  #  $   ¨ ##@¤$*†~^¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨~**¤ #   $   ¨   I   Don'T   Move   The  Arm. ¤**~¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨~~***$¤ #    $    ¨    #    $    ¨    #    $   ¨ ¤$***~~¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨^~~†$@ Whatever It Is That'S  Tasting Me, # $ ¨ @$†~~^¨¨¨¨
¨^~†*$¤@@@ It   Moves   Further    Up,    #   $   ¨ @@@¤$*†~^¨
¨^~†*$$¤¤@ Reaches    The    Armpit.    #    $    ¨ @¤¤$$*†~^¨
¨^~†*$¤@## I  Turn  My  Head  Toward  It.   #  $  ¨ ##@¤$*†~^¨
¨¨^~~†$$@@ #    $   ¨    Looks    Like    Seagrass. @@$$†~~^¨¨
¨^~†*$¤¤¤# #   $  ¨  It'S   Kinda   Cute.   #  $  ¨ #¤¤¤$*†~^¨
¨^~†**$$$¤ #    $    ¨    #    $    ¨    #   $    ¨ ¤$$$**†~^¨
¨^~†*$¤@## #  $ ¨ Once It'S  Up My  Neck And  On My ##@¤$*†~^¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨~**¤ Face,    I    Bite    It.    #    $    ¨ ¤**~¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨^~†*$¤@## #  $ ¨ The Texture  Is  Like  That  Of A ##@¤$*†~^¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨^†$¤ Juicy      #       $       ¨      Grape, ¤$†^¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨^^^^~*¤ # $  ¨ And  The Squish Tastes Like Sweet ¤*~^^^^¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨~*¤ #   $   ¨   #   $    ¨    Cucumber.    ¨ ¤*~¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨~**$@ # $ ¨ It'S Very Good. # $ ¨ And I # $  ¨ @$**~¨¨¨¨¨
¨^~†*$$¤@# Suck   More   Of   It    In.   #   $   ¨ #@¤$$*†~^¨
¨^^^†**¤¤¤ #    $    ¨    Chew    It.   #    $    ¨ ¤¤¤**†^^^¨
¨¨¨¨^††*¤# # $ ¨ The Seagrass Doesn'T Seem To Mind. #¤*††^¨¨¨¨
¨^~†*$¤@## #    $    ¨    #   $    ¨    #    $    ¨ ##@¤$*†~^¨
¨^~†*$¤@## $  ~  Apathy  Gone,   I  Sit  Up.   $  ~ ##@¤$*†~^¨
¨^~†*$¤@@# $  ~  The Tendrils Are  Stuck Under  $ ~ #@@¤$*†~^¨
¨^~†*$¤@## $ ~  My Shirt, $ ~ Entering  By The  Arm ##@¤$*†~^¨
¨^~†*$¤@## And Exiting  Through  The  Collar.  $  ~ ##@¤$*†~^¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨~†*¤ $  ~ This  Makes It Hard For Me To  Push ¤*†~¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨^~†*¤@### More   Of   It   In   My   Mouth.   $  ~ ###@¤*†~^¨
¨^~†***¤@# $ ~ I Make  To Remove The Shirt, But The #@¤***†~^¨
¨^~†*$¤@## Seagrass Finally Protests When I  Try To ##@¤$*†~^¨
¨^~†*$@### Move     My     Left     Arm.    $     ~ ###@$*†~^¨
¨^~†*$¤@## $   ~   So  -  Eating  It  Is  Ok,  $  ~ ##@¤$*†~^¨
¨¨¨¨¨^†$@# $ ~  $  ~  Moving  It  Is Not. $  ~ $  ~ #@$†^¨¨¨¨¨
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