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,,,:~†§¤@#                                          #@¤§†~:,,,
,,,,:~†§¤@ In  The  Endless  Winter  Day,  On   The @¤§†~:,,,,
,,,,,:~†§¤ Crystal White Plains...  We Trudge Along ¤§†~:,,,,,
,,,,,,:~†§  The Train Tracks... Themselves Slowly   §†~:,,,,,,
,,,,,:~†§¤ Snowed Over,  In The  Still Hours  Since ¤§†~:,,,,,
,,,,:~†§¤@          The Last Supply Train.          @¤§†~:,,,,
,,,:~†§¤@#                                          #@¤§†~:,,,
,,:~†§¤@##     Bell-Like Sounds Of The Blinding     ##@¤§†~:,,
,:~†§¤@### Ground. Rifles Attached  To  Our  Wrist, ###@¤§†~:,
,,:~†§¤@## Sharing  In  Our Bloodstream.  My Husky, ##@¤§†~:,,
,,,:~†§¤@#      My Warm-Coffee-In-Cold-Snow...      #@¤§†~:,,,
,,,,:~†§¤@                                          @¤§†~:,,,,
,,,,,:~†§¤ The  First  Five  Shots  You  Can  Spend ¤§†~:,,,,,
,,,,,,:~†§ Indiscriminately,  They Hurt But Deal No §†~:,,,,,,
,,,,,:~†§¤ Long Time  Damage  To The  Shooter.  The ¤§†~:,,,,,
,,,,:~†§¤@ Next  Five  You Must  Spend Wisely, They @¤§†~:,,,,
,,,:~†§¤@# Will Take Days  To  Heal. The Final Five #@¤§†~:,,,
,,:~†§¤@## You   Must    Not    Spend    At    All. ##@¤§†~:,,
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,,:~†§¤@## Weeks Earlier, In The Weak Autumn  Dawn, ##@¤§†~:,,
,,,:~†§¤@# In  The  Blue-Gray  Fog... Something  Is #@¤§†~:,,,
,,,,:~†§¤@ Burning  With   A  Deep  Crimson  Flame, @¤§†~:,,,,
,,,,,:~†§¤       Untameable By Water Or Wind.       ¤§†~:,,,,,
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