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,,,,,,.~;* ~~~ Street Lights... ~~~ *;~.,,,,,,
,,,,,.~;*$ ~~~~ For Some Reason, ~~~~ $*;~.,,,,,
,,,,.~;*$@ ~~ The Street Lights Always Have A ~~ @$*;~.,,,,
,,,.~;*$@@ Particular Pattern. It Starts With A @@$*;~.,,,
,,.~;*$@@# Row Of White Lights, Then It'S Joined #@@$*;~.,,
,.~;*$@@## By A Red Row, Then The Blue Ones, And ##@@$*;~.,
,,.~;*$@@# So On. And Then, There'S A Second Row, #@@$*;~.,,
,,,.~;*$@@ Almost Mirroring The First. @@$*;~.,,,
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,,,,,.~;*$ I'Ve Been Counting How Many Of Each $*;~.,,,,,
,,,,,,.~;* Shape There Is. *;~.,,,,,,
,,,,,,,.~; I Think It'S A Kind Of Angel Language. ;~.,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,.~ Angel Bodies Made Of Light, Running ~.,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,. Along The Streets Even At Night. .,,,,,,,,,
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,,,,,,.~;* Like They'Re Looking For Something. *;~.,,,,,,
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