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##&¤*†~~¨¨ NOW, USUALLY I FEEL GOOD (MAYBE?), BUT ¨¨~~†*¤#
###&¤*†~~¨ THIS TIME OF CONFUSION ALSO LEADS TO ¨~~†*¤##
##&¤*†~~¨¨ ALL ANALYZES ENDING IN "USELESS" - I ¨¨~~†*¤#
#&¤*†~~¨¨¨ WAS BEING BOTHERED BY SOMETHING IN A ¨¨¨~~†*¤
&¤*†~~¨¨¨¨ SONG OR MOVIE OR BOOK, SO I THINK, HOW ¨¨¨¨~~†*¤&
¤*†~~¨¨¨¨¨ WOULD I HAVE DONE IT, WHAT IS THE ¨¨¨¨¨~~†*¤
*†~~¨¨¨¨¨¨ PURPOSE OF THIS PROCESS, WHAT DOES IT ¨¨¨¨¨¨~~†*
†~~¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ CONSIST OF...? AND THROUGH THE PROCESS ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨~~†
*†~~¨¨¨¨¨¨ MORE AND MORE PIECES FALLS OFF UNTIL ¨¨¨¨¨¨~~†*
¤*†~~¨¨¨¨¨ I'M STANDING THERE WITH NOTHING. ¨¨¨¨¨~~†*¤
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#&¤*†~~¨¨¨ REDUCTIONIST HELL - ¨¨¨~~†*¤
##&¤*†~~¨¨ I WAN'T A BOTTOM FLOOR, A CONCEPT ¨¨~~†*¤#
###&¤*†~~¨ BEDROCK, BUT THE DEEPER I GO THE MORE ¨~~†*¤##
##&¤*†~~¨¨ ABSTRACT THEY ARE, THE THINGS, UNTIL ¨¨~~†*¤#
#&¤*†~~¨¨¨ THEY CEASE TO BE THINGS AT ALL ¨¨¨~~†*¤
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¤*†~~¨¨¨¨¨ ARE WE JUST STACKED TRIANGLES? THERE IS ¨¨¨¨¨~~†*¤
*†~~¨¨¨¨¨¨ NOTHING I CAN DO WITH TRIANGLES. THEY ¨¨¨¨¨¨~~†*
†~~¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ CAN NOT SHELTER ME IN ANY MEANINGFUL ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨~~†
*†~~¨¨¨¨¨¨ SENSE. ¨¨¨¨¨¨~~†*
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&¤*†~~¨¨¨¨ AND WHEN I CAN'T EVEN ANCHOR MYSELF, ¨¨¨¨~~†*¤&
#&¤*†~~¨¨¨ WHEN I AM NOTHING BUT THE QUESTION, IT ¨¨¨~~†*¤
##&¤*†~~¨¨ FEELS LIKE IT CAN ALL SLIP THROUGH MY ¨¨~~†*¤#
###&¤*†~~¨ FINGERS... "WHOOPS", AND NOTHING EVER ¨~~†*¤##
##&¤*†~~¨¨ WAS AFTER THAT. ¨¨~~†*¤#
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