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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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....:~\**¶ 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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