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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 #,,#,,,,,#
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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 ,,,,#,,,,,
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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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