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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 ,#,##,,,,#
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,###,,#,## 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, ,,###,,#,#
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