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look at the dots
then look again
count all that you see
bet you can't get past ten
your eyes are going
your brain has turned to muck
congratulations, my friend
for you've just been mind fucked
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. look at the dots then look again count all that you see bet you can't get past ten your eyes are going your brain has turned to muck congratulations, my friend for you've just been mind fucked . . Author notes
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