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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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