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,,,,,,\&@@ A Dystopian Mc donalds Toilet Steals My @@&\,,,,,,
,,=\*&@@@# Agency. Too Much Agency Already In This #@@@&*\=,,
,,=\*&@@@# Room. Saturated. I Can Only Do What It #@@@&*\=,,
,,=\*&@@@# Wants In The Way It Wants. #@@@&*\=,,
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,,=\*&&@@@ = \ = = \ = = \ = @@@&&*\=,,
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,,=\*&@@@@ But: In A Miracolous Fraction Of A @@@@&*\=,,
,,=\*&&@@@ Second, Its True Thoughts Slip Through @@@&&*\=,,
,,=\*&@@@# To Me, Previously Unheard Even By Its #@@@&*\=,,
,,=\\***@@ Builders (The Room Was Thought To Be @@***\\=,,
,,=\*&@@@@ Without Consciousness). @@@@&*\=,,
,,,,,,=*@@ @@*=,,,,,,
,,=\*&@@@@ The Room Thinks About Creatures Lying @@@@&*\=,,
,,,,,,\&@@ Down, Going Off To Sleep, Making @@&\,,,,,,
,,=\*&@@@# Themselves Comfortable First... Is This #@@@&*\=,,
,,=\*&@@@@ Only Optimizing A Resting Position For @@@@&*\=,,
,,,,,=\\&@ The Body? Or Is There Another Will @&\\=,,,,,
,,,,,,\*&@ Involved? @&*\,,,,,,
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,,=\*&@@@@ A Dark Listening Taking Place, @@@@&*\=,,
,,=\*&@@@# A Silent Concert. #@@@&*\=,,
,,=\*&@@@# #@@@&*\=,,
,,,,=\&&@@ Is There Another Desire Injected At @@&&\=,,,,
,,,,==*@@@ Hypnagogia? Something From The Other @@@*==,,,,
,,=\*&@@## Side, Guiding Them, ##@@&*\=,,
,,=\*&@@@@ Arranging Their Bodies. @@@@&*\=,,
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