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,.=:%£££## everything is completely calm and dead ##£££%:=.,
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,,.=:%£££# consciousness and my body. #£££%:=.,,
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,.=:%£££## there are circles and crosses inscribed ##£££%:=.,
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,.=:%£££## almost hostile. i can feel them squirm, ##£££%:=.,
,,.=:%£££# their internal logic changing and #£££%:=.,,
,.=:%£££## grinding trenches in my mind. it's like ##£££%:=.,
,,.=:%£££# language, sentences i can't hide from, #£££%:=.,,
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,,.=:%£££# doing damage there. #£££%:=.,,
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,,.=:%£££# then i realize i can't hear anything #£££%:=.,,
,.=:%£££## because there's something there ##£££%:=.,
,,.=:%£££# already, droning everything out, a #£££%:=.,,
,.=:%£££## rapid melody, almost caustic in it's ##£££%:=.,
,,.=:%£££# particular microtonality. #£££%:=.,,
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,,.=:%£££# my surroundings are entirely calm. it's #£££%:=.,,
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,.=:%£££## i feel helpless, but i must try to ##£££%:=.,
,,.=:%£££# 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 #£££%:=.,,
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,,.=:%£££# doubting anything of this happened in #£££%:=.,,
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,,.=:%£££# i don't know what to make. #£££%:=.,,
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