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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.          ,,,..~**%#
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&%**::.,,,     Bell-Like Sounds Of The Blinding     ,,,.::**%&
#&**:~.,,, Ground.  Rifles Attached  To Our  Wrist, ,,,.~:**&#
###&%*:~., Sharing  In Our  Bloodstream.  My Husky, ,.~:*%&###
###&%*:~.,      My Warm-Coffee-In-Cold-Snow...      ,.~:*%&###
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###&%*:~., 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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