§¨¨§§¨§¨§¨                                          ¨§¨§¨§§¨§¨
§¨§¨§¨§¨§¨                                          §§¨§¨¨§¨§¨
§¨§¨§¨§¨§¨                                          ¨§¨§¨§§¨§¨
§¨§¨§¨§¨§¨                                          ¨§¨§¨¨§¨§¨
§¨§¨§¨§¨§¨                                          ¨§¨§¨§§¨§¨
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§¨§¨§¨§¨§¨                                          ¨§¨§¨§§¨§¨
§¨§¨§¨§¨§¨ 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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§¨§¨§¨§¨§¨                                          ¨§¨§¨§§¨§¨
§¨§¨§¨§¨§¨                                          ¨§¨§¨¨§¨§¨
§¨§¨§¨§¨§¨                                          ¨§¨§¨§§¨§¨
§¨§¨§¨§¨§¨                                          ¨§¨§¨¨§¨§¨
§¨§¨§¨§¨§¨                                          ¨§¨§¨§§¨§¨