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.^»*%£#### 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, ###¤£%*»^.
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.^»*%£¤### surface is swirling, like dark ###¤£%*»^.
...^»*££¤¤ thunderstorms trapped in glass, like ¤¤££*»^...
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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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