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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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