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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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