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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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