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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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¨@¨@¨@¨¨@¨ 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 @@¨@¨@¨@¨@
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