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#@¤¤*-^,,,                                          ,,,^-*¤¤@#
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###@¤¤*-^,      ¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤      ,^-*¤¤@###
##@¤¤*-^,,      ¤ The Dam Outside Veszelle.  ¤      ,,^-*¤¤@##
#@¤¤*-^,,,      ¤ The Hydroplant             ¤      ,,,^-*¤¤@#
##@¤¤*-^,,      ¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤      ,,^-*¤¤@##
###@¤¤*-^,                                          ,^-*¤¤@###
##@¤¤*-^,, It'S All - It'S All About Circles, About ,,^-*¤¤@##
#@¤¤*-^,,, Toruses ("Donuts"), It'S About  Spinning ,,,^-*¤¤@#
##@¤¤*-^,, Very  Fast And Then  Inviting  A Spiral. ,,^-*¤¤@##
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##@¤¤*-^,, ¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤ ,,^-*¤¤@##
#@¤¤*-^,,,                                          ,,,^-*¤¤@#
##@¤¤*-^,, A Ring, Like  A Halo,  Surrounds  Me. My ,,^-*¤¤@##
###@¤¤*-^, Badge  As  Plant  Supervisor. Grants  Me ,^-*¤¤@###
##@¤¤*-^,, Powers.  Lights  Me  Up  In  The  Subtle ,,^-*¤¤@##
#@¤¤*-^,,, Silver-Blue   Color   Of    The   Plant. ,,,^-*¤¤@#
##@¤¤*-^,,                                          ,,^-*¤¤@##
###@¤¤*-^, The Plant Lures The Mist From  Atop  The ,^-*¤¤@###
##@¤¤*-^,, Dark  Sea Water.  It'S  Siphoned  Inside ,,^-*¤¤@##
#@¤¤*-^,,, The Great Mechanism.                     ,,,^-*¤¤@#
##@¤¤*-^,,                                          ,,^-*¤¤@##
###@¤¤*-^, There'S  Internal Workers There, Capable ,^-*¤¤@###
##@¤¤*-^,, Of    Surviving    Turbine   Conditions. ,,^-*¤¤@##
#@¤¤*-^,,, They'Re    Escaped    And     Reeducated ,,,^-*¤¤@#
##@¤¤*-^,, Liquid glass   Cats,   Always   Carfully ,,^-*¤¤@##
###@¤¤*-^, Adjusting The  Mirrors Inside The Torus, ,^-*¤¤@###
##@¤¤*-^,, Absorbing  And  Emanating  Various  Mist ,,^-*¤¤@##
#@¤¤*-^,,, Wavelengths,  Feeling  For Other  Things ,,,^-*¤¤@#
##@¤¤*-^,, In The Mist.                             ,,^-*¤¤@##
###@¤¤*-^,                                          ,^-*¤¤@###
##@¤¤*-^,, Water  Spirits  Are   Separated,  Pushed ,,^-*¤¤@##
#@¤¤*-^,,, Into The  Center Funnel,  Into The Sharp ,,,^-*¤¤@#
##@¤¤*-^,, Prism   At   Its   Bottom.Their   Voices ,,^-*¤¤@##
###@¤¤*-^, Combine  Each  Night  Into  A  Wonderful ,^-*¤¤@###
##@¤¤*-^,, Chorus    As   They    Are    Refracted. ,,^-*¤¤@##
#@¤¤*-^,,,                                          ,,,^-*¤¤@#
##@¤¤*-^,, ¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤ ,,^-*¤¤@##
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##@¤¤*-^,, The Dam. The Hydroplant At  The Edge  Of ,,^-*¤¤@##
#@¤¤*-^,,, The  Sea.  We Power Our Little Pets With ,,,^-*¤¤@#
##@¤¤*-^,, This Energy.                             ,,^-*¤¤@##
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