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........^- their internal logic changing and -^........
.........^ grinding trenches in my mind. it's like ^.........
.......... language, sentences i can't hide from, ..........
.........^ forcefully transcribed in my mind, and ^.........
........^- doing damage there. -^........
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........^- escape. to crawl on the floor searching -^........
.........^ relief, such is my nature. turning the ^.........
.......... lights on does nothing... getting ..........
.........^ outside does nothing... drinking water ^.........
........^- does noting... but time does - after -^........
.......^-^ thirty seconds i'm normal again, ^-^.......
......^-^^ doubting anything of this happened in ^^-^......
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.......... when dreaming? ..........
.........^ i imagine a prick on the nose, that's ^.........
........^- what these are. like you do with a cat -^........
.......^-^ who comes to close to your sandwich... ^-^.......
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