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,,~;†£#@## # £ , #  £ , # £ Lying # £ , # £ , # £ , ##@#£†;~,,
,,,,,,;££@ #   £   ,    In   My   Room,   #   £   , @££;,,,,,,
,,~;†£#@## # Arms Flopped Over The Edge Of The Bed. ##@#£†;~,,
,,~;†£#@## # £ ,  Something  Poking  My  Left Hand, ##@#£†;~,,
,,~;†£#### #      £     ,     Something      Slimy, ####£†;~,,
,,~;†£#@## #  £  ,  Slithering Around The  Fingers, ##@#£†;~,,
,,~†£#@### #   £   ,   Up   The   Arm.   #    £   , ###@#£†~,,
,,~;†£#@## Is  It  Drug-Fueled   Apathy?  #   £   , ##@#£†;~,,
,,,,,~†#@@ #   £   ,   I   Don'T   Move  The   Arm. @@#†~,,,,,
,,,,,;†£@# #    £    ,    #    £    ,    #   £    , #@£†;,,,,,
,,,,~~;£#@ Whatever It Is That'S Tasting Me, #  £ , @#£;~~,,,,
,,,,~;;£## It   Moves    Further   Up,   #    £   , ##£;;~,,,,
,,,,,,;£#@ Reaches    The    Armpit.    #    £    , @#£;,,,,,,
,,,,~~;£## I  Turn   My  Head  Toward  It.  #  £  , ##£;~~,,,,
,,~;£#@### #    £    ,    Looks    Like   Seagrass. ###@#£;~,,
,,~;†£###@ #  £   ,  It'S  Kinda   Cute.  #   £   , @###£†;~,,
,,~;†£#@## #    £    ,    #    £    ,   #    £    , ##@#£†;~,,
,,~;†£#@## # £ , Once It'S  Up  My Neck  And  On My ##@#£†;~,,
,,~;†£#@## Face,    I    Bite    It.    #    £    , ##@#£†;~,,
,,~;†£#@## #  £ ,  The Texture Is Like  That  Of  A ##@#£†;~,,
,,,,~†££## Juicy       #       £      ,      Grape, ##££†~,,,,
,,~;†£#@## # £  ,  And The Squish Tastes Like Sweet ##@#£†;~,,
,,~;†£#@@@ #    £   ,   #    £   ,   Cucumber.    , @@@#£†;~,,
,,~;†£#@## # £ , It'S Very Good. # £  , And I # £ , ##@#£†;~,,
,,~;†£#### Suck   More   Of    It   In.   #   £   , ####£†;~,,
,,~;†£#@## #   £    ,    Chew    It.    #    £    , ##@#£†;~,,
,,~;†£#@## # £ , The Seagrass Doesn'T Seem To Mind. ##@#£†;~,,
,,~;†£#@## #    £    ,    #    £    ,    #    £   , ##@#£†;~,,
,,,,,~;†## £  ~  Apathy  Gone,  I  Sit   Up.   £  ~ ##†;~,,,,,
,,,,~~†††# £  ~  The Tendrils Are Stuck  Under  £ ~ #†††~~,,,,
,,,,,,~;†# £ ~  My Shirt, £  ~  Entering By The Arm #†;~,,,,,,
,,,,~††£@@ And  Exiting  Through  The  Collar. £  ~ @@£††~,,,,
,,~;†£#@## £ ~  This Makes  It Hard For  Me To Push ##@#£†;~,,
,,~;†£#@## More   Of   It  In   My   Mouth.   £   ~ ##@#£†;~,,
,,~;†£#@## £ ~ I Make To Remove  The Shirt, But The ##@#£†;~,,
,,,,,~††£# Seagrass Finally Protests  When I Try To #£††~,,,,,
,,~;†£#@## Move     My     Left    Arm.     £     ~ ##@#£†;~,,
,,,,~;;†## £  ~  So  -  Eating  It   Is  Ok,   £  ~ ##†;;~,,,,
,,~;†£#@## £  ~ £ ~  Moving  It  Is Not.  £  ~  £ ~ ##@#£†;~,,
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