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,,,,:=†%%# #%%†=:,,,,
,,,:=†%%#@ @#%%†=:,,,
,,:=†%%#@# two forces #@#%%†=:,,
,:=†%%#@## ===::::::::::=========================== ##@#%%†=:,
,,:=†%%#@# #@#%%†=:,,
,,,:=†%%#@ @#%%†=:,,,
,,,,:=†%%# so there are two forces of nature to #%%†=:,,,,
,,,,,:=†%% speak of: one is some kind of disgust, %%†=:,,,,,
,,,,,,:=†% if i think allright, there's cats %†=:,,,,,,
,,,,,:=†%% outside who wants to come inside, %%†=:,,,,,
,,,,:=†%%# that's cool, but what if they were rats? #%%†=:,,,,
,,,:=†%%#@ @#%%†=:,,,
,,:=†%%#@# and suddenly it's gross, and the rats #@#%%†=:,,
,:=†%%#@## are unavoidable, and everything is ##@#%%†=:,
,,:=†%%#@# dirty and oily and intrusive, it's #@#%%†=:,,
,,,:=†%%#@ dark, gloomy and filthy and purposeless, @#%%†=:,,,
,,,,:=†%%# #%%†=:,,,,
,,,,,:=†%% and in a way everything is just big %%†=:,,,,,
,,,,,,:=†% joke, there's no end in sight, it just %†=:,,,,,,
,,,,,:=†%% goes on forever and we've always been %%†=:,,,,,
,,,,:=†%%# here and the grime is everywhere. #%%†=:,,,,
,,,:=†%%#@ @#%%†=:,,,
,,:=†%%#@# #@#%%†=:,,
,:=†%%#@## the other force is this belonging, ##@#%%†=:,
,,:=†%%#@# connecting, finding a fox in the #@#%%†=:,,
,,,:=†%%#@ supposedly closed down mystery zones, @#%%†=:,,,
,,,,:=†%%# #%%†=:,,,,
,,,,,:=†%% and the feeling is that everything is %%†=:,,,,,
,,,,,,:=†% not a joke but a plot, a conspiracy in %†=:,,,,,,
,,,,,:=†%% your favour, and we're gonna live %%†=:,,,,,
,,,,:=†%%# forever, we've always been here, #%%†=:,,,,
,,,:=†%%#@ everything fits together, nothing's a @#%%†=:,,,
,,:=†%%#@# problem, everything's ok and forgiven #@#%%†=:,,
,:=†%%#@## and exactly as it's supposed to be. ##@#%%†=:,
,,:=†%%#@# #@#%%†=:,,
,,,:=†%%#@ @#%%†=:,,,
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