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,,,,^-^§$@ @$§^-^,,,,
,,,,,^-^§$ $§^-^,,,,,
,,,,,,^-^§ they tell me: "we are going to shrink §^-^,,,,,,
,,,,,,,^-^ you." i don't quite like the tone in ^-^,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,^- their voices, like they are restraining -^,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,^-^ themselves. there is a hunger in them ^-^,,,,,,,
,,,,,,^-^§ and it wants me to shrink. and what §^-^,,,,,,
,,,,,^-^§$ really irks me is that so do i. $§^-^,,,,,
,,,,^-^§$@ @$§^-^,,,,
,,,^-^§$@@ they give me wristbands and anklets, @@$§^-^,,,
,,^-^§$@@# made of some strange stone. their #@@$§^-^,,
,^-^§$@@## surface is swirling, like dark ##@@$§^-^,
,,^-^§$@@# thunderstorms trapped in glass, like #@@$§^-^,,
,,,^-^§$@@ windows into a smaller world, close to @@$§^-^,,,
,,,,^-^§$@ my body so that it can see clearly @$§^-^,,,,
,,,,,^-^§$ whats in store. $§^-^,,,,,
,,,,,,^-^§ §^-^,,,,,,
,,,,,,,^-^ they give me food: prawn-like bugs that ^-^,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,^- make my tongue curl with satisfaction. -^,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,^-^ "out of this world", i think, having no ^-^,,,,,,,
,,,,,,^-^§ frame of reference. i eat only two, but §^-^,,,,,,
,,,,,^-^§$ the bugs leave me suspiciously $§^-^,,,,,
,,,,^-^§$@ satisfied. @$§^-^,,,,
,,,^-^§$@@ @@$§^-^,,,
,,^-^§$@@# they measure my clothes. "you are going #@@$§^-^,,
,^-^§$@@## to become about half as big", they tell ##@@$§^-^,
,,^-^§$@@# me, barely controlling themselves with #@@$§^-^,,
,,,^-^§$@@ anticipation. @@$§^-^,,,
,,,,^-^§$@ @$§^-^,,,,
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,,,,,,,^-^ ^^^^^ ^-^,,,,,,,
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,,,,,,,^-^ ^^^^^ ^-^,,,,,,,
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,,,,,^-^§$ ^ $§^-^,,,,,
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