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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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,,,,,,,:~* Long Time Damage To The Shooter. The *~:,,,,,,,
,,,,,,:~*% Next Five You Must Spend Wisely, They %*~:,,,,,,
,,,,,:~*%% Will Take Days To Heal. The Final Five %%*~:,,,,,
,,,,:~*%%@ You Must Not Spend At All. @%%*~:,,,,
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,,:~*%%@¶@ Weeks Earlier, In The Weak Autumn Dawn, @¶@%%*~:,,
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,,:~*%%@¶@ Burning With A Deep Crimson Flame, @¶@%%*~:,,
,,,:~*%%@¶ Untameable By Water Or Wind. ¶@%%*~:,,,
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