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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.          ¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§
¨¨§¨§¨§¨§¨                                          ¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§
¨§§¨§¨§¨§¨     Bell-Like Sounds Of The Blinding     ¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§
¨¨§¨§¨§¨§¨ Ground. Rifles Attached  To  Our  Wrist, ¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§
¨§§¨§¨§¨§¨ Sharing  In  Our Bloodstream.  My Husky, ¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§
¨¨§¨§¨§¨§¨      My Warm-Coffee-In-Cold-Snow...      ¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§
¨§§¨§¨§¨§¨                                          ¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§
¨¨§¨§¨§¨§¨ The  First  Five  Shots  You  Can  Spend ¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§
¨§§¨§¨§¨§¨ Indisciminatory, They  Hurt But Deal  No ¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§
¨¨§¨§¨§¨§¨ Long  Time  Damage  To The  Wielder. The ¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§
¨§§¨§¨§¨§¨ Next Five  You  Must Spend Wisely,  They ¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§
¨¨§¨§¨§¨§¨ Will Take  Days To  Heal. The  Next 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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