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,,,,,~†§¤&      ,  ,~~~    ~ ~#~ ~    ~~~,  ,       &¤§†~,,,,,
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,,,,,,,,~†  A Secret Roundabout: In What Used To Be †~,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,~ Brazil Or China. Fenced In, Secluded By  ~,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,,  Special Plants Growing Unusually Tall.  ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,,    Spelled In By Purposeful Symmetry,    ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,,     Roads Like Symbols, Aligned With     ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,~  Ley lines. Dialed In With Well-Rounded  ~,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,~†             Gps Coordinates.             †~,,,,,,,,
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,,,,~†§¤&@    A Dangerous Game: The Roundabout Is   @&¤§†~,,,,
,,,~†§¤&@#  Important To Some Large Constellation   #@&¤§†~,,,
,,~†§¤&@##       Of Intents And Bureaucracies.      ##@&¤§†~,,
,,,~†§¤&@# Governments And Companies Are Creatures  #@&¤§†~,,,
,,,,~†§¤&@     In A Way. Yet People Sneak Small     @&¤§†~,,,,
,,,,,~†§¤&   Between Their Claws, And Hide In The   &¤§†~,,,,,
,,,,,,~†§¤     Roadside Bushes. They Wait There.    ¤§†~,,,,,,
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,,,,,,,,~†   Vehicles Approach; The Game Is On -    †~,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,~   Quickly The People Assemble In Well    ~,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, Practiced Geometries. Their Bodies Make  ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,,  Counter-Spells On The Asphalt. Traffic  ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,,   Is Instantly Diverted, Flows In Sick   ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,~  Ways, Like Dogs Let Loose. Symmetry Is  ~,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,~†                   Lost.                  †~,,,,,,,,
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,,,,,,~†§¤  Cars Are Ejected Into The Greens. Ships ¤§†~,,,,,,
,,,,,~†§¤&     Collide. There Are Many Kinds Of     &¤§†~,,,,,
,,,,~†§¤&@      Casualties, On Both Sides. The      @&¤§†~,,,,
,,,~†§¤&@#    Spellmakers Will Not Come Home. It    #@&¤§†~,,,
,,~†§¤&@##   Sickens Me, This Physical Reality Of   ##@&¤§†~,,
,,,~†§¤&@# It, But The Cause Is Just. I Sneak Back  #@&¤§†~,,,
,,,,~†§¤&@      Over The Fense, Heading South.      @&¤§†~,,,,
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