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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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