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@¨@¨@¨@¨@¨               #¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨#              ¨@¨¨@¨@¨@¨
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@¨@¨@¨@¨@¨              morning quiet               ¨@¨¨@¨@¨@¨
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@¨@¨@¨@¨@¨              #¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨#               ¨@¨¨@¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@¨                                          ¨@¨@@¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@¨ i  sit in my  cubicle  in  the work mill ¨@¨¨@¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@¨ and  feel  somewhat  at  peace   -  i've ¨@¨@@¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@¨    entered a bright anomaly. morning     ¨@¨¨@¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@¨               liminality.                ¨@¨@@¨@¨@¨
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@¨@¨@¨@¨@¨                   #¨#                    ¨@¨@@¨@¨@¨
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@¨@¨@¨@¨@¨ no  one is here.  there's  dust  in  the ¨@¨@@¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@¨ air.  a  strong light shines through the ¨@¨¨@¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@¨ windows,  and  turns  the   office  into ¨@¨@@¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@¨ something new. i pretend  it's the  sun. ¨@¨¨@¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@¨                                          ¨@¨@@¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@¨   i speak with the plants in my head.    ¨@¨¨@¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@¨  they are getting too much water, or the ¨@¨@@¨@¨@¨
@¨@¨@¨@¨@¨   water they get is of dubious quality.  ¨@¨¨@¨@¨@¨
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