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,,«\=¤&@@# they tell me: "we are going to shrink #@@&¤=\«,,
,,,«\=¤&@@ 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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