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,,,,,,,=^* # § , # § , # § Lying # § , #  § , # § , *^=,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,=^ #   §   ,   In   My   Room,   #   §    , ^=,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,= # Arms Flopped Over The Edge Of The Bed. =,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, # §  ,  Something  Poking  My Left Hand, ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, #     §     ,      Something      Slimy, ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, #  §  ,  Slithering Around  The Fingers, ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, #   §   ,    Up   The   Arm.   #   §   , ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, Is   It  Drug-Fueled  Apathy?  #   §   , ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, #   §   ,   I  Don'T   Move   The   Arm. ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, #    §    ,    #    §    ,    #   §    , ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, Whatever It Is  That'S Tasting Me, # § , ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, It    Moves   Further   Up,    #   §   , ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, Reaches    The    Armpit.    #    §    , ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, I  Turn  My  Head  Toward  It.  #   §  , ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,= #    §    ,   Looks    Like    Seagrass. =,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,=^ #  §   ,  It'S  Kinda  Cute.   #   §   , ^=,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,=^* #    §    ,    #   §    ,    #    §    , *^=,,,,,,,
,,,,,,=^*§ # § ,  Once It'S  Up My  Neck  And On My §*^=,,,,,,
,,,,,=^*§§ Face,    I    Bite    It.    #    §    , §§*^=,,,,,
,,,,=^*§§@ # § , The  Texture  Is  Like  That Of  A @§§*^=,,,,
,,,=^*§§@# Juicy       #       §      ,      Grape, #@§§*^=,,,
,,=^*§§@## # §  , And  The Squish Tastes Like Sweet ##@§§*^=,,
,,,=^*§§@# #   §   ,    #    §    ,   Cucumber.   , #@§§*^=,,,
,,,,=^*§§@ # § , It'S Very Good. # § , And I #  § , @§§*^=,,,,
,,,,,=^*§§ Suck    More   Of   It   In.   #   §   , §§*^=,,,,,
,,,,,,=^*§ #    §   ,    Chew    It.    #    §    , §*^=,,,,,,
,,,,,,,=^* # § , The Seagrass Doesn'T Seem To Mind. *^=,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,=^ #    §    ,   #    §    ,    #    §    , ^=,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,= §  =  Apathy  Gone,  I  Sit  Up.   §   = =,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, §  =   The Tendrils Are Stuck Under §  = ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, §  =  My Shirt, §  = Entering By The Arm ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, And  Exiting  Through  The  Collar. §  = ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, §  = This  Makes It Hard For  Me To Push ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, More   Of  It   In   My   Mouth.   §   = ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, § = I Make  To Remove The Shirt, But The ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, Seagrass Finally Protests When I Try  To ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, Move     My     Left    Arm.     §     = ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, §  =  So   -  Eating  It  Is  Ok,   §  = ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, § =  § =  Moving It  Is Not.  §  =  §  = ,,,,,,,,,,
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