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¨@¨¨@@¨@¨@ NOW, USUALLY I FEEL GOOD (MAYBE?), BUT ¨¨¨@@@¨¨¨@
@@@¨@¨@@@@ THIS TIME OF CONFUSION ALSO LEADS TO @¨¨@¨¨@¨¨@
¨¨¨@@@@¨¨¨ ALL ANALYZES ENDING IN "USELESS" - I @@¨@@¨@@¨@
@¨¨@¨¨¨@¨¨ WAS BEING BOTHERED BY SOMETHING IN A ¨¨@@¨@@¨@@
¨@¨@@¨¨@@¨ SONG OR MOVIE OR BOOK, SO I THINK, HOW ¨¨@¨@@¨@@¨
¨@@@¨@¨@¨@ WOULD I HAVE DONE IT, WHAT IS THE @¨@@@¨@@¨@
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¨¨@¨@¨¨¨¨¨ CONSIST OF...? AND THROUGH THE PROCESS ¨¨¨@¨@¨@@¨
¨¨@@@@¨¨¨¨ MORE AND MORE PIECES FALLS OFF UNTIL @¨¨@@@@@¨@
@¨@¨¨¨@¨¨¨ I'M STANDING THERE WITH NOTHING. ¨@¨@¨¨¨¨@@
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¨@¨¨@¨@¨@¨ REDUCTIONIST HELL - ¨@¨¨¨@¨¨@@
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@¨¨@@¨¨¨¨¨ BEDROCK, BUT THE DEEPER I GO THE MORE @@¨@¨@¨@@@
¨@¨@¨@¨¨¨¨ ABSTRACT THEY ARE, THE THINGS, UNTIL @¨@@@@@@¨¨
¨@@@@@@¨¨¨ THEY CEASE TO BE THINGS AT ALL ¨@@¨¨¨¨¨@¨
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@@@¨¨¨¨@@¨ ARE WE JUST STACKED TRIANGLES? THERE IS @@@@@¨¨¨@¨
@¨¨@¨¨¨@¨@ NOTHING I CAN DO WITH TRIANGLES. THEY @¨¨¨¨@¨¨@@
¨@¨@@¨¨@@@ CAN NOT SHELTER ME IN ANY MEANINGFUL ¨@¨¨¨@@¨@¨
¨@@@¨@¨@¨¨ SENSE. @@@¨¨@¨@@@
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@¨@¨@¨¨¨¨@ AND WHEN I CAN'T EVEN ANCHOR MYSELF, @@¨@@@¨¨@¨
@@@@@@¨¨¨@ WHEN I AM NOTHING BUT THE QUESTION, IT ¨¨@@¨¨@¨@@
¨¨¨¨¨¨@¨¨@ FEELS LIKE IT CAN ALL SLIP THROUGH MY ¨¨@¨@¨@@@¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨@@¨@ FINGERS... "WHOOPS", AND NOTHING EVER @¨@@@@@¨¨@
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