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^......... Agency. Too Much Agency Already In This .........^
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.......... Wants In The Way It Wants. ..........
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.......... But: In A Miracolous Fraction Of A ..........
.......... Second, Its True Thoughts Slip Through ..........
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=^........ Builders (The Room Was Thought To Be ........^=
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=^........ Hypnagogia? Something From The Other ........^=
^......... Side, Guiding Them, .........^
.......... Arranging Their Bodies. ..........
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