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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 ¤¤¤,¤,,,¤,
,,,¤,¤¤¤,¤ PURPOSE OF THIS PROCESS, WHAT DOES IT ,,¤¤¤,,¤¤,
,,¤¤¤,,¤¤¤ CONSIST OF...? AND THROUGH THE PROCESS ,¤,,¤,¤,¤,
,¤,,¤,¤,,¤ MORE AND MORE PIECES FALLS OFF UNTIL ¤¤,¤¤¤¤¤¤,
¤¤,¤¤¤¤,¤, I'M STANDING THERE WITH NOTHING. ,¤¤,,,,,¤,
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¤¤¤,¤¤,,,, I WAN'T A BOTTOM FLOOR, A CONCEPT ,,¤,,¤¤,¤,
,,¤¤,¤,,,, 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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