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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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####§*:~.¨ 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. ¨¨.~:*§###
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###§*:~.¨¨   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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