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:......... was dead. my  spirit had  left my  body, .........:
..........             never to return.             ..........
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~:........ i remember sitting in my  parents car on ........:~
†~:....... a cloudy,  watery  day,  getting  a ride .......:~†
††~:...... somewhere.  it  felt like i  had  solved ......:~††
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£%††~:....           puzzles since then.            ....:~††%£
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##£%††~:.. somehow. like a golem, and i try  not to ..:~††%£##
#£%††~:... care   too  much,   but  i  do.  it's  a ...:~††%£#
£%††~:....   contaminated golem, this one. purity   ....:~††%£
%††~:..... clouded  by  my echo.  afterglow  of  my .....:~††%
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