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Genie’s Room Have I been here forever? the girl thought—or would have thought, had she the words to express what strangeness she felt. The fact was, she had no words, no diction. Nothing to formulate meaning out of the complex edifices of her psyche. To her, the only thoughts were the powerful feelings that remained as yet unnamed to her, namely those of emptiness, of fear, of pain, and of a wonder that served to dwarf all three. For emptiness only meant the grumblings of her stomach when she was empty, and fear only meant the butterflies in her stomach that came when the formless void opened up for a terse moment to let evil inside. As for pain, it was only the screeching recognition of dissonance between her eternities of solace that

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