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#@#&*^\~,. when i was in eight grade i decided i .,~\^*@#
#@#&*^\~,. was dead. my spirit had left my body, .,~\^*@#
#*\,...... never to return. ......,\*#
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##&^~~~... i remember sitting in my parents car on ...~~~^#
&&^^^\\~,. a cloudy, watery day, getting a ride .,~\\^^^&&
#@#&*^\~,. somewhere. it felt like i had solved .,~\^*@#
&&^^~~~,,. some great puzzle. i've solved no .,,~~~^^&&
&^\\\\\~,. puzzles since then. .,~\\\\\^&
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#@#&*^\~,. instead, i've been mindlessly piloting .,~\^*@#
&*\~~,.... this body around. i still give it life, ....,~~\*&
#@#&*^\~,. somehow. like a golem, and i try not to .,~\^*@#
@#*\\,.... care too much, but i do. it's a ....,\\*#@
#@#&*^\~,. contaminated golem, this one. purity .,~\^*@#
#*^\\,,... clouded by my echo. afterglow of my ...,,\\^*#
&&&^\\~... spirit. ...~\\^&&&
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