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###&$%;«^,      A Gentle Transformation Occurs.     ,^«;%$&###
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#@@&$%;«^,  Next Is A Private Moment, And We Must   ,^«;%$&@@#
#@$%;;;«^,   Look Away For A Bit. But Whatever'S    ,^«;;;%$@#
#@&%««,,,,   Happening Doesn'T Sound Unpleasant.    ,,,,««%&@#
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##@&$%;«^,  For A Split Second, The Room Is Devoid  ,^«;%$&@##
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##@&$%;«^,  Finds Something New On The Floor. In A  ,^«;%$&@##
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#@@&$%;«^,  Rise, Finding The Unexpected Strength   ,^«;%$&@@#
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##@&$%;«^,                New Urges.                ,^«;%$&@##
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##@&$%;«^,  Escaping Through The Glassless Window.  ,^«;%$&@##
#@@&$%;«^,      Outside, The World Is Waiting.      ,^«;%$&@@#
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