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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. **~,,,,,,,
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,,,,,,,,,~ 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. ##£¤**~,,,
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,,,~**¤£## 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. *~,,,,,,,,
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,,,,,,,,~* 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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