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@£##§*†«~. 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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##£#§*†«~. 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 ...~««†§§£
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#@£#§*†«~. clouded  by  my echo.  afterglow  of  my .~«†*§#£@#
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