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,,,,,,,,,- they tell me: "we are going to shrink -,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,-: you." i don't quite like the tone in :-,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,-:* their voices, like they are restraining *:-,,,,,,,
,,,,,,-:*£ themselves. there is a hunger in them £*:-,,,,,,
,,,,,-:*£# and it wants me to shrink. and what #£*:-,,,,,
,,,,-:*£#@ really irks me is that so do i. @#£*:-,,,,
,,,-:*£#@# #@#£*:-,,,
,,-:*£#@## they give me wristbands and anklets, ##@#£*:-,,
,,,-:*£#@# made of some strange stone. their #@#£*:-,,,
,,,,-:*£#@ surface is swirling, like dark @#£*:-,,,,
,,,,,-:*£# thunderstorms trapped in glass, like #£*:-,,,,,
,,,,,,-:*£ windows into a smaller world, close to £*:-,,,,,,
,,,,,,,-:* my body so that it can see clearly *:-,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,-: whats in store. :-,,,,,,,,
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,,,,,,,,,, they give me food: prawn-like bugs that ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, make my tongue curl with satisfaction. ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, "out of this world", i think, having no ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,- frame of reference. i eat only two, but -,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,-: the bugs leave me suspiciously :-,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,-:* satisfied. *:-,,,,,,,
,,,,,,-:*£ £*:-,,,,,,
,,,,,-:*£# they measure my clothes. "you are going #£*:-,,,,,
,,,,-:*£#@ to become about half as big", they tell @#£*:-,,,,
,,,-:*£#@# me, barely controlling themselves with #@#£*:-,,,
,,-:*£#@## anticipation. ##@#£*:-,,
,,,-:*£#@# #@#£*:-,,,
,,,,-:*£#@ : @#£*:-,,,,
,,,,,-:*£# --- #£*:-,,,,,
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