§¨§¨¨§§§¨¨                                          §§¨§§¨¨§§¨
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¨¨§§§¨§§¨§                                          §¨§§§§§§¨¨
¨§¨¨§§¨§§¨                                          §§¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨
§§¨§¨§§¨§§                                          ¨§¨¨¨¨§§¨¨
¨§§§§¨§§¨§              #¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨#               §§¨¨¨§¨§¨§
§¨¨¨§§¨§§§                                          ¨§¨¨§§§§§§
§¨¨§¨§§¨¨§               morning quiet              §§¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨
§¨§§§¨§¨§¨                                          ¨§§§¨¨¨¨¨§
§§¨¨§§§§§§               #¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨#              §¨¨§¨¨¨¨§¨
¨§¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨                                          §¨§§¨¨¨§§§
§§§§¨¨¨¨¨§ i  sit  in my cubicle in  the work  mill §§¨§¨¨§¨¨§
¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨§¨ and  feel  somewhat  at   peace  -  i've ¨§§§¨§§¨§¨
¨¨§§¨¨¨§§¨     entered a bright anomaly. morning    §¨¨§§¨§§§¨
¨§¨§¨¨§¨§¨                liminality.               §¨§¨§§¨¨§¨
§§§§¨§§§§¨                                          §§§§¨§¨§§¨
¨¨¨§§¨¨¨§¨                    #¨#                   ¨¨¨§§§§¨§§
¨¨§¨§¨¨§§¨                                          ¨¨§¨¨¨§§¨§
¨§§§§¨§¨§¨ 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.   ¨§§¨§¨¨§¨¨
§§§§¨§¨¨¨§                                          §¨§§§¨§§¨§
¨¨¨§§§¨¨§§                                          §§¨¨§§¨§§¨
¨¨§¨¨§¨§¨¨                                          ¨§¨§¨§§¨§¨
¨§§¨§§§§¨¨                                          §§§§§¨§§§¨
§¨§§¨¨¨§¨§                                          ¨¨¨¨§§¨¨§¨
§§¨§¨¨§§§¨                                          ¨¨¨§¨§¨§§§