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,,,,,,~~†^ they tell me: "we are going to shrink ^†~~,,,,,,
,,,,,~~†^& you." i don't quite like the tone in &^†~~,,,,,
,,,,~~†^&@ their voices, like they are restraining @&^†~~,,,,
,,,~~†^&@@ themselves. there is a hunger in them @@&^†~~,,,
,,~~†^&@@# and it wants me to shrink. and what #@@&^†~~,,
,~~†^&@@## really irks me is that so do i. ##@@&^†~~,
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,,,~~†^&@@ they give me wristbands and anklets, @@&^†~~,,,
,,,,~~†^&@ made of some strange stone. their @&^†~~,,,,
,,,,,~~†^& surface is swirling, like dark &^†~~,,,,,
,,,,,,~~†^ thunderstorms trapped in glass, like ^†~~,,,,,,
,,,,,,,~~† windows into a smaller world, close to †~~,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,~~ my body so that it can see clearly ~~,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,~ whats in store. ~,,,,,,,,,
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,,,,,,,,,, they give me food: prawn-like bugs that ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, make my tongue curl with satisfaction. ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, "out of this world", i think, having no ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, frame of reference. i eat only two, but ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,~ the bugs leave me suspiciously ~,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,~~ satisfied. ~~,,,,,,,,
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,,,,,,~~†^ they measure my clothes. "you are going ^†~~,,,,,,
,,,,,~~†^& to become about half as big", they tell &^†~~,,,,,
,,,,~~†^&@ me, barely controlling themselves with @&^†~~,,,,
,,,~~†^&@@ anticipation. @@&^†~~,,,
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