§¨¨¨¨§¨§¨¨                                          §¨¨§§§¨¨§¨
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§¨§§¨§¨§¨¨                                          §¨§¨§§¨§§¨
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§¨§§¨§¨§¨¨               #¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨#              §¨§¨§§¨§§¨
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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. §¨§¨§§¨§§¨
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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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§¨§§¨§¨§¨¨                                          §¨§¨§§¨§§¨
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§¨§§¨§¨§¨¨                                          §¨§¨§§¨§§¨