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¨¨¨-~*%@#@ Ok  This Is  So Weird  For  Me,  Hold On @#@%*~-¨¨¨
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¨-~*%@#@## I'M  In  A Funnel, I'M In One  Of  Those ##@#@%*~-¨
¨¨-~*%@#@#     Speed Meter Things, I'M Zooming      #@#@%*~-¨¨
¨¨¨-~*%@#@      Through, Never Reaching The End     @#@%*~-¨¨¨
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¨-~*%@#@## And Now  The Wind  Is  Consciousness And ##@#@%*~-¨
¨¨-~*%@#@# The Funnel  Is My Body - When I'M Inside #@#@%*~-¨¨
¨¨¨-~*%@#@ I Fail  To  See That  I'M  All The  Same @#@%*~-¨¨¨
¨¨-~*%@#@#           Thing, We'Re The Same          #@#@%*~-¨¨
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¨¨-~*%@#@# One  Winter  Day  I  Think  Year  Twenty #@#@%*~-¨¨
¨¨¨-~*%@#@ Eleven  Or Maybe Earlier, Possibly  Much @#@%*~-¨¨¨
¨¨-~*%@#@# Earlier, I Walked Out Alone On  The Lake #@#@%*~-¨¨
¨-~*%@#@## Following   A   Fox   Trail,   A    Thin ##@#@%*~-¨
¨¨-~*%@#@# Snow-Covered  Ice, A  Stupid  Girl,  And #@#@%*~-¨¨
¨¨¨-~*%@#@ The Fox Wraps  His Tail Around  Me, It'S @#@%*~-¨¨¨
¨¨-~*%@#@# Impossibly Large,  And I'M  Burrowed, It #@#@%*~-¨¨
¨-~*%@#@##       Feels Nice, And That'S That        ##@#@%*~-¨
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