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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, ¤¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¤¤¤¨¨¨¨¨¨¤ 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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