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.....~~/** WHEN I WAS IN EIGHT GRADE I DECIDED I **/~~.....
....~~/**§ WAS DEAD. MY SPIRIT HAD LEFT MY BODY, §**/~~....
...~~/**§# NEVER TO RETURN. #§**/~~...
..~~/**§## ##§**/~~..
.~~/**§### I REMEMBER SITTING IN MY PARENTS CAR ON ###§**/~~.
..~~/**§## A CLOUDY, WATERY DAY, GETTING A RIDE ##§**/~~..
...~~/**§# SOMEWHERE. IT FELT LIKE I HAD SOLVED #§**/~~...
....~~/**§ SOME GREAT PUZZLE. I'VE SOLVED NO §**/~~....
.....~~/** PUZZLES SINCE THEN. **/~~.....
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.......~~/ INSTEAD, I'VE BEEN MINDLESSLY PILOTING /~~.......
........~~ THIS BODY AROUND. I STILL GIVE IT LIFE, ~~........
.......~~/ SOMEHOW. LIKE A GOLEM, AND I TRY NOT TO /~~.......
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.....~~/** CONTAMINATED GOLEM, THIS ONE. PURITY **/~~.....
....~~/**§ CLOUDED BY MY ECHO. AFTERGLOW OF MY §**/~~....
...~~/**§# SPIRIT. #§**/~~...
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