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§¨,&.§,#¨. water, stone rings and floating moss. §.¨.,¨@&§¨
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&@¨¤¤¤@£¨¨ ground, in shoulder-high grass, with an .#¨£§#¤.¨.
.#@¨¨.¨&.¨ orange tin radio and a translucent ¤##¨..&¨¨¤
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#¨£¨¨,,@§, to get up, still looking at the .#.§.,£,.¤
£§&.¨,§¨#¤ direction of sound rather than at my §¤¤£¨@£.§.
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@,..¨,.¤@§ radio (now dented) but also a small @,¤¨#§@.,.
&¨¨.,.£.,¤ clay figure i've never seen before. it £#££¨.@.,#
£¨.,.#§,@# must have been laying in the wet dirt, ,..£¨@#,£¨
£¨¨.£,&§.£ and i must've picked it up with my .¨&¤&,@&§&
£,,¤¤&.£#, other belongings. ¨£,¨§¤,,,.
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.¤,¨.@,¨#, roughly seven centimeters long. it's ¤,¨.£&&,,&
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§££@@¨¤.#. my mom is here now. i ask her for some @£.#£..£,,
,¨,.@@##§¤ particle board for it to dry on, but .#¤.#,#£¨§
,,¨§¨.¨,.¨ she is worried and wants me to §.£¤#§,#£¤
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