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£^=-,,,,,, a dystopian mc donalds toilet steals my ,,,,,,-=^£
^=-,,,,,,, agency. too much agency already in this ,,,,,,,-=^
=-,,,,,,,, room. saturated. i can only do what it ,,,,,,,,-=
-,,,,,,,,, wants in the way it wants. ,,,,,,,,,-
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,,,,,,,,,, but: in a miracolous fraction of a ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, second, its true thoughts slip through ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, to me, previously unheard even by its ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, builders (the room was thought to be ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, without consciousness). ,,,,,,,,,,
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-,,,,,,,,, the room thinks about creatures lying ,,,,,,,,,-
=-,,,,,,,, down, going off to sleep, making ,,,,,,,,-=
^=-,,,,,,, themselves comfortable first... is this ,,,,,,,-=^
£^=-,,,,,, only optimizing a resting position for ,,,,,,-=^£
@£^=-,,,,, the body? or is there another will ,,,,,-=^£@
£@£^=-,,,, involved? ,,,,-=^£@£
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##£@£^=-,, a dark listening taking place, ,,-=^£@£##
#£@£^=-,,, a silent concert. ,,,-=^£@£#
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@£^=-,,,,, is there another desire injected at ,,,,,-=^£@
£^=-,,,,,, hypnagogia? something from the other ,,,,,,-=^£
^=-,,,,,,, side, guiding them, ,,,,,,,-=^
=-,,,,,,,, arranging their bodies. ,,,,,,,,-=
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