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¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@         Cold Boiling Asphalt And         @¨@¨@¨@¨@@
¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@        Crimson Emergency Flares...       @¨@¨@¨@¨¨@
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¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@  Bellowing Their Manifest, In The Rain,  @¨@¨@¨@¨@@
¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@               In The Dark,               @¨@¨@¨@¨¨@
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¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@     And Something Followed Me Out, A     @¨@¨@¨@¨¨@
¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@  Yearning. A Memory Of Being Touched By  @¨@¨@¨@¨@@
¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@     A Ray From A Raspberry Sun. Still    @¨@¨@¨@¨¨@
¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@   There, Everything Would Be Gritty And  @¨@¨@¨@¨@@
¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@  Full Of Tar. Rain Upon It. But Then A   @¨@¨@¨@¨¨@
¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@  Few Bright And Colorful Anomalies. And  @¨@¨@¨@¨@@
¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@           A Promise For More.            @¨@¨@¨@¨¨@
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¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@  Like Waking Up With A Business Card In  @¨@¨@¨@¨¨@
¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@              Your Pocket...              @¨@¨@¨@¨@@
¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@                                          @¨@¨@¨@¨¨@
¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@  A Feather Boa Wrapped Around A Velvet   @¨@¨@¨@¨@@
¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@  Lizard, Surfacing For Milliseconds At A @¨@¨@¨@¨¨@
¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@    Time, Calling, Tugging At My Arms.    @¨@¨@¨@¨@@
¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@    Begging Me To Sink Back Down And Be   @¨@¨@¨@¨¨@
¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@  With Them, With Their Kind. Easy To Get @¨@¨@¨@¨@@
¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@   Washed Away From The Tether, From The  @¨@¨@¨@¨¨@
¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@               Way Back Up.               @¨@¨@¨@¨@@
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¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@ But I Cannot Go. The Consequences Would  @¨@¨@¨@¨¨@
¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@   Be Too Large. Especially Since I'M In  @¨@¨@¨@¨@@
¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@   The Work mill And They'Ve Got Their    @¨@¨@¨@¨¨@
¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@   Eyes On Me Already. The Feeling Will   @¨@¨@¨@¨@@
¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@  Wane, And I Will Miss It, And Cease To  @¨@¨@¨@¨¨@
¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@        Understand. Like Every Day.       @¨@¨@¨@¨@@
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