| % Correct | |
|---|---|
| I like this {player}. It played well. It did not give up. | 67%
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| in the days when those who did not {play} called the players | 67%
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| I see the {player} you mean. | 67%
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| "Player Name". {Player} of games. | 67%
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| What did this {player} dream? | 67%
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| Yes. {Player}... | 67%
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| Yes. Take care. It has reached a higher {level} now. It can | 67%
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| and the universe said I {love} you | 33%
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| And yet they play the {game}. | 33%
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| Does it know that we {love} it? That the universe is kind? | 33%
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| {game}. | 33%
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| It is reading our {thoughts} as though they were words on a | 33%
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| It reads our {thoughts}. | 33%
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| Made from nothing but milk and {love}. | 33%
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| other {thing} | 33%
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| {read} our thoughts. | 33%
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| {screen}. | 33%
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| That doesn't matter. It thinks we are part of the {game}. | 33%
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| the world, through the scrolling words on a {screen} at the | 33%
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| universe. And the player was {love}. | 33%
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| were created, long before this game, in the {heart} of a star. | 33%
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| your limbs return. {Yes}, move your fingers. Have a body again, | 33%
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| a ball of blazing gas that was three {hundred} and thirty | 0%
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| about to {dream} again | 0%
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| achieve in the long dream of {life}, not the short dream of a | 0%
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| and complicated. Sometimes it built a {model} of the universe in | 0%
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| and sometimes the player believed the universe had {spoken} | 0%
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| and {sometimes} the player believed the universe had spoken | 0%
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| and sometimes the player believed the {universe} had spoken | 0%
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| And the game was {over} and the player woke up from the | 0%
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| And the player awoke, from the warm, dark {world} of its | 0%
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| And the player was a new story, never told before, {written} in | 0%
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| and the universe said everything you {need} is within you | 0%
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| and the universe said I love you {because} you are love. | 0%
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| and the universe said the {darkness} you fight is within you | 0%
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| and the universe said the {light} you seek is within you | 0%
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| and the universe said you are not {alone} | 0%
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| and the {universe} said you are not separate from every | 0%
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| and the universe said you are {stronger} than you know | 0%
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| and the universe said you are the {daylight} | 0%
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| and the universe said you are the {night} | 0%
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| and the universe said {you} are the universe tasting itself, | 0%
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| and the universe said you have played the game {well} | 0%
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| And why does the universe touch your {skin}, and throw light | 0%
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| are. Your body touching the {universe} again at every point, | 0%
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| as though you were separate {things}. As though we were | 0%
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| before, generated by a sourcecode a billion {years} old. And | 0%
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| boiling its planets to plasma in order to be {visible} for a | 0%
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| But it would be so {easy} to tell them... | 0%
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| But not the {truth}. | 0%
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| But there are {times} it is sad, in the long dream. It creates | 0%
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| {created} by... | 0%
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| created by a man called {Markus}, that exists inside a small, | 0%
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| death was a {temporary} inconvenience. | 0%
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| decoded meaning into {feelings}, emotions, theories, ideas, and | 0%
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| Decoded them into words; decoded words into {meaning}; | 0%
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| dream. And the player began a {new} dream. And the player | 0%
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| dreamed again, dreamed {better}. And the player was the | 0%
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| dreamed it hunted, and was {hunted}. It dreamed of shelter. | 0%
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| dream into another, then woke from that into a {third}. | 0%
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| end of a {dream} | 0%
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| energy that was made of offs and ons; {zeros} and ones; lines | 0%
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| eye might be a star a million times as massive as the {sun}, | 0%
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| Father sun, mother moon. Ancestral spirits, animal {spirits}. | 0%
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| fold of the [scrambled], and {created} a [scrambled] for | 0%
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| Give it a {body}, again. | 0%
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| {Good}. | 0%
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| Hah, the original interface. A {million} years old, and it still | 0%
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| help them to speak the {word} they fear. | 0%
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| hundred and fifty million {kilometres} away. | 0%
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| information from a star, and it could {burn} your skin from a | 0%
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| in the {dream} of a game. | 0%
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| I shall tell you a {story}. | 0%
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| It {cannot} read that thought. | 0%
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| It dreamed it {created}. And it dreamed it destroyed. It | 0%
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| its head; flecks of energy, moving through vast empty {spaces}. | 0%
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| its own private task. {We} cannot interfere. | 0%
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| It worked, with a million others, to sculpt a true {world} in a | 0%
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| I will not tell {the} player how to live. | 0%
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| I will tell the player a {story}. | 0%
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| I {wish} to tell them that they are [scrambled] in the [scrambled]. | 0%
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| Jinn. Ghosts. The green man. Then gods, demons. {Angels}. | 0%
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| leaves of the {summer} trees | 0%
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| Let's go {back}. | 0%
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| Let's {go} further back. | 0%
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| letters of {DNA}. And the player was a new program, never run | 0%
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| moment to the player, walking {home} at the far side of the | 0%
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| mother's body, into the long {dream}. | 0%
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| moves through a {story}, which is a forest of information | 0%
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| No. A story that {contains} the truth safely, in a cage of | 0%
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| No. It has not yet achieved the {highest} level. That, it must | 0%
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| not been {real}, the player was alive | 0%
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| nothing but {milk} and love. | 0%
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| of a world that was flat, and infinite. The {sun} was a square | 0%
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| of {code}. Sometimes it believed it was playing a game. | 0%
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| of white. The days were {short}; there was much to do; and | 0%
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| Once upon a {time}, there was a player. | 0%
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| on you? To see you, player. To know you. And to be {known}. | 0%
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| places. Sometimes these dreams were {disturbing}. Sometimes | 0%
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| planted by a man called {Julian}, on a flat, infinite world | 0%
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| {Poltergeists}. Aliens, extraterrestrials. Leptons, quarks. | 0%
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| prevent them {living}. | 0%
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| {private} world created by the player, who inhabits a universe | 0%
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| realised it was alive, it was alive, those thousand {deaths} had | 0%
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| {reality} behind the screen? | 0%
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| rivers, in the {air}, in the ground. A woman gathered the atoms; | 0%
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| [scrambled], {in} the [scrambled]. | 0%
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| {separate} things. | 0%
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| she drank and ate and inhaled; and the {woman} assembled | 0%
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| Shush. Sometimes the player created a {small}, private world | 0%
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| Shush... Sometimes the player read {lines} of code on a screen. | 0%
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| Sometimes I do not care. {Sometimes} I wish to tell them, this | 0%
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| Sometimes it believed it was in a universe that was {made} of | 0%
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| Sometimes it {believed} it was reading words on a screen. | 0%
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| Sometimes it called them "planets" and "{stars}". | 0%
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| Sometimes it called those flecks "electrons" and "{protons}". | 0%
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| Sometimes it thought itself {human}, on the thin crust of a | 0%
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| Sometimes the player dreamed it was a {miner}, on the surface | 0%
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| Sometimes the player dreamed it was {lost} in a story. | 0%
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| Sometimes the player {dreamed} it was other things, in other | 0%
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| Sometimes the player dreamed it watched {words} on a screen. | 0%
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| Sometimes, through the noise of its thoughts, it {hears} the | 0%
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| Sometimes when they are deep in dreams, I want to {tell} them, | 0%
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| So the player, too, is information from a {star}. And the player | 0%
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| spinning globe of molten rock. The ball of {molten} rock circled | 0%
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| sun, and it takes its sad {creation} for reality. | 0%
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| Take a {breath}, now. Take another. Feel air in your lungs. Let | 0%
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| talking to itself, reading its own {code} | 0%
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| tell them of their {importance} to the universe. Sometimes, when | 0%
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| terrifying than staring at the {reality} behind the screen. | 0%
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| That is how it chooses to {imagine} many things, when it is deep | 0%
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| that light took eight {minutes} to cross the gap. The light was | 0%
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| that was soft and warm and simple. Sometimes hard, and {cold}, | 0%
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| The {atoms} of the player were scattered in the grass, in the | 0%
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| the player, in her {body}. | 0%
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| The player is {growing} restless. | 0%
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| the player started to {breathe} faster and deeper and | 0%
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| the player was a new human, never {alive} before, made from | 0%
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| The player {was} you, "Player Name". | 0%
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| The {seven} billion billion billion atoms of the player's body | 0%
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| The words change. We do not {change}. | 0%
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| they are building true worlds in reality. {Sometimes} I want to | 0%
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| they have not made a true {connection} in a while, I want to | 0%
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| They see so little of reality, in their {long} dream. | 0%
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| They used to hear {voices}. Before players could read. Back | 0%
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| This player dreamed of {sunlight} and trees. Of fire and water. | 0%
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| thousand times more massive than it. They were so far {apart} | 0%
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| through the air, on sticks powered by {demons}. | 0%
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| To cure it of sorrow would {destroy} it. The sorrow is part of | 0%
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| to it through the light that fell from the crisp night {sky} of | 0%
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| to it through the {sunlight} that came through the shuffling | 0%
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| to it through the zeros and {ones}, through the electricity of | 0%
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| Too strong for this dream. To tell them how to {live} is to | 0%
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| under gravity, in air. Respawn in the long dream. There {you} | 0%
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| {universe}, suddenly smelling food, almost at the familiar door, | 0%
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| {universe}, yes. | 0%
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| Use its {name}. | 0%
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| very {beautiful} indeed. Sometimes the player woke from one | 0%
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| {Wake} up. | 0%
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| We are the universe. We are {everything} you think isn't you. | 0%
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| Who are we? Once we were {called} the spirit of the mountain. | 0%
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| winter, where a fleck of light in the {corner} of the player's | 0%
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| witches, and warlocks. And {players} dreamed they flew | 0%
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| {Words} make a wonderful interface. Very flexible. And less | 0%
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| words. Not the naked {truth} that can burn over any distance. | 0%
|
| works. But what true {structure} did this player create, in the | 0%
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| worlds that have no {summer}, and it shivers under a black | 0%
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| world you take for {truth} is merely [scrambled] and [scrambled], | 0%
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| You are looking at us now, through your skin and your {eyes}. | 0%
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| {You} are the player. | 0%
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| You {are} the player, reading words... | 0%
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| You are the player. The {story}. The program. The human. | 0%
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| You. You. You are {alive}. | 0%
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