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.-;^§@¶### their voices, like they are restraining ###¶@§^;-.
...-;;^^@@ themselves. there is a hunger in them @@^^;;-...
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.-«;^§@@@# really irks me is that so do i. #@@@§^;«-.
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.-«;^§@¶## surface is swirling, like dark ##¶@§^;«-.
....-;;;^@ thunderstorms trapped in glass, like @^;;;-....
.-«;^§@¶## windows into a smaller world, close to ##¶@§^;«-.
.-«;^§@@@# my body so that it can see clearly #@@@§^;«-.
.-«;^§@¶## whats in store. ##¶@§^;«-.
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.-«;^§@¶## they give me food: prawn-like bugs that ##¶@§^;«-.
....-;^§@@ make my tongue curl with satisfaction. @@§^;-....
.-«;^§@¶## "out of this world", i think, having no ##¶@§^;«-.
.-«;^§@¶## frame of reference. i eat only two, but ##¶@§^;«-.
-«;^§@¶### the bugs leave me suspiciously ###¶@§^;«-
.-«;^§@### satisfied. ###@§^;«-.
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.-«;^§@¶## they measure my clothes. "you are going ##¶@§^;«-.
....-«;;^@ to become about half as big", they tell @^;;«-....
....-;^@@¶ me, barely controlling themselves with ¶@@^;-....
.-«;^§@¶## anticipation. ##¶@§^;«-.
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