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,,,,,,,-†§               Winds esker                §†-,,,,,,,
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,,,,,,,,-† There Was This  Place That For Two Years †-,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,-†§ I Couldn'T Go  To.  Regardless  How Much §†-,,,,,,,
,,,,,,-†§* Discussed With  Others,  Or Pointed  Out *§†-,,,,,,
,,,,,-†§*# On Maps,  I  Could Not  Think Of It When #*§†-,,,,,
,,,,-†§*## Alone.  I  Would Often  Travel Past  The ##*§†-,,,,
,,,-†§*### Fork, Where A  Right Turn  Would  Surely ###*§†-,,,
,,-†§*#### Take Me There,  But Even Then, Something ####*§†-,,
,,,-†§*###               Kept Me Away.              ###*§†-,,,
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,,,,,-†§*# When  I Finally  Got  There,  After Some #*§†-,,,,,
,,,,,,-†§*     Heavy Subconscious Battle I Must     *§†-,,,,,,
,,,,,,,-†§ Assume,  The  Place  Was   Surreal.   An §†-,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,-† Esker, Like A Needle-Thin  Rift  Out  In †-,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,- The  Lake,  But   Ten  Meters  High  And -,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,-† Adorned  In Birch,  Willow, Bracken, And †-,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,-†§               Blueberries.               §†-,,,,,,,
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,,,,,-†§*# Walking  Atop  That  Spine,  I  Came  To #*§†-,,,,,
,,,,-†§*## Notice  The  View To Either Side.  There ##*§†-,,,,
,,,-†§*### Should  Be  Shores,  Of  Course,  But  I ###*§†-,,,
,,-†§*#### Didn'T  Recognize Them. First Off,  They ####*§†-,,
,,,-†§*### Were Much Too  Close, As The Lake Should ###*§†-,,,
,,,,-†§*## Stretch  For A  Hundred  Meters  More On ##*§†-,,,,
,,,,,-†§*# Both  Sides.  But  Now  I Felt  I  Could #*§†-,,,,,
,,,,,,-†§* Almost Reach  Out  And Touch  Them.  And *§†-,,,,,,
,,,,,,,-†§ Then, When I Realized  Which Shores They §†-,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,-†           Were, I Had To Stop.           †-,,,,,,,,
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,,,,,,,,-† They  Were Of The Right Lake.  But  This †-,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,-†§       Lake Is Large, Fractured, And      §†-,,,,,,,
,,,,,,-†§* Bipartite. Like A Pair Of  Lungs  Carved *§†-,,,,,,
,,,,,-†§*# Into The Granite, And  With No Less Than #*§†-,,,,,
,,,,-†§*##   Five Communities Anchored At Various   ##*§†-,,,,
,,,-†§*###      Points. And So, Studying These      ###*§†-,,,
,,-†§*####     Impossibly Close Shores, I Slowly    ####*§†-,,
,,,-†§*### Understood Them As Belonging Many  Miles ###*§†-,,,
,,,,-†§*##                  Away.                   ##*§†-,,,,
,,,,,-†§*#                                          #*§†-,,,,,
,,,,,,-†§* I  Examined   The  Ridge,  The  Treeline *§†-,,,,,,
,,,,,,,-†§ Above.  Was  This What You Saw Opposite, §†-,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,-† From  Those  Other  Shores?  I  Couldn'T †-,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,-                 Remember.                -,,,,,,,,,
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,,,,,,,-†§ Carrying  Forward, On  The  Very  Tip Of §†-,,,,,,,
,,,,,,-†§* The Esker, I  Found The  Ruins  Of  Some *§†-,,,,,,
,,,,,-†§*#    Old Building. There Were Overgrown    #*§†-,,,,,
,,,,-†§*##  Marble Staircases, Stone Floors Beneath ##*§†-,,,,
,,,-†§*### The  Moss, And  Strange  Slabs  Inserted ###*§†-,,,
,,-†§*#### Into The  Slope  Like Dams  Against  The ####*§†-,,
,,,-†§*###              Ground Itself.              ###*§†-,,,
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,,,,,-†§*# Sitting There,  I Could  See  Across The #*§†-,,,,,
,,,,,,-†§* Narrowed Lake  My Entire Path To Where I *§†-,,,,,,
,,,,,,,-†§ Sat: From  The Stairwell  Of  My  House, §†-,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,-† Through The  Old Woods Behind  The  Tile †-,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,-      Factory, The Bridge Over Route      -,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,-† Twenty three  And  Then  Back Under  It, †-,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,-†§ Through  The  Fancy  Villas,   Over  The §†-,,,,,,,
,,,,,,-†§* Fields, And Then That Right  Turn At The *§†-,,,,,,
,,,,,-†§*#                   Fork.                  #*§†-,,,,,
,,,,-†§*##                                          ##*§†-,,,,
,,,-†§*### And  Then The Stairs Up  On  The  Ridge. ###*§†-,,,
,,-†§*#### Thinking  Back,  This  Was Probably  It. ####*§†-,,
,,,-†§*### Hidden In  A  Grove,  There Were  Stairs ###*§†-,,,
,,,,-†§*## Much Like The Ones I  Currently Sat  On, ##*§†-,,,,
,,,,,-†§*# Old And  Worn  Down,  That Lead  You  Up #*§†-,,,,,
,,,,,,-†§* Onto The Esker. The  Point Of Entry. Had *§†-,,,,,,
,,,,,,,-†§ I Insted Opted  To Walk  The Path At Its §†-,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,-† Foot,  I'M  Sure My  Experience Would'Ve †-,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,-          Been Different Indeed.          -,,,,,,,,,
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,,,,,-†§*# On  The  Lake,   There  Were  People  In #*§†-,,,,,
,,,,-†§*## Boats. I  Wondered,  Could They Even See ##*§†-,,,,
,,,-†§*### Me? If  I Shouted,  Would They  Turn  To ###*§†-,,,
,,-†§*####         Stare Right Through Me?          ####*§†-,,
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