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@%%%%=*-,, themselves. there is a hunger in them ,,-*=%%%%@
@%*-,,,,,, and it wants me to shrink. and what ,,,,,,-*%@
#@@&%=*-,, really irks me is that so do i. ,,-*=%&@@#
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##@&%=*-,, they give me wristbands and anklets, ,,-*=%&@##
#@@&%=*-,, made of some strange stone. their ,,-*=%&@@#
#@@&%=*-,, surface is swirling, like dark ,,-*=%&@@#
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@@@&%=*-,, my body so that it can see clearly ,,-*=%&@@@
#@@&%=*-,, whats in store. ,,-*=%&@@#
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#@@&%=*-,, the bugs leave me suspiciously ,,-*=%&@@#
#@@&%=*-,, satisfied. ,,-*=%&@@#
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&%%%%=*-,, to become about half as big", they tell ,,-*=%%%%&
&=*--,,,,, me, barely controlling themselves with ,,,,,--*=&
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