.~=/†%@### ###@%†/=~.
.~=/†%@@## ##@@%†/=~.
.~=/†%@#@@ @@#@%†/=~.
.~=/†%@#@@ @@#@%†/=~.
.~=/†%@#@# #@#@%†/=~.
.~=/†%%%@@ ~~~~~~~~@@====================@@~~~~~~~~ @@%%%†/=~.
.~=/†%@#@# #@#@%†/=~.
.~=/†%%%#@ when i was in eight grade i decided i @#%%%†/=~.
....~//†@@ was dead. my spirit had left my body, @@†//~....
...~~=†@@@ never to return. @@@†=~~...
.~=/††%@@# #@@%††/=~.
.....=//%@ 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. @#@†††/=~.
.~=/†%@#@# #@#@%†/=~.
.~==/†%@@@ 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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