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~undefined ¤† The Balcony Was Ill Taken Care Of, †¤ undefined~
~undefined  † And Looked A Bit Like A Forgotten  †  undefined~
~undefined  † Storage Closet, And With Bird Shit †  undefined~
~undefined  †  On The Floor That You Would Have  †  undefined~
~undefined ¤† To Step Around. We Were Sitting On †¤ undefined~
~undefined  †   A Few Mismatched Cushions (I'M   †  undefined~
~undefined  †  Making Up A Fox Companion Here,   †  undefined~
~undefined  †  Like A Hologram) Pressed Against  †  undefined~
~undefined ¤† The Wall, Watching The World End,  †¤ undefined~
~undefined  †       Drinking Calpis water.       †  undefined~
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~undefined  †    The Night Sky A Solid Gray,     †  undefined~
~undefined ¤†   Lighter Than The Trees On Our    †¤ undefined~
~undefined  †  Hill, Lighter Than The Sleeping   †  undefined~
~undefined  †  City Spilling Out Around Us. The  †  undefined~
~undefined  †      Glow Of The Fox Slightly      †  undefined~
~undefined ¤†  Illuminating The Mess Around Our  †¤ undefined~
~undefined  † Resting Place, Not More Intrusive  †  undefined~
~undefined  †    Than The Streetlights Below.    †  undefined~
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~undefined ¤† And, What We Were Looking At - The †¤ undefined~
~undefined  †  Intermittent Flashes Above, That  †  undefined~
~undefined  † Would Suddenly Reveal Structure In †  undefined~
~undefined  † That Gray Sky. What Had Previously †  undefined~
~undefined ¤† Been A Flat Surface Now Sank In On †¤ undefined~
~undefined  †   Itself, Showing Deep Rifts And   †  undefined~
~undefined  †   Bioluminescent Nebulas. And It   †  undefined~
~undefined  †       Moved, No Doubt Alive.       †  undefined~
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~undefined  †  But The Next Moment, Gone Again:  †  undefined~
~undefined  † As Abrubtly As It Disappeared, The †  undefined~
~undefined  †  Gray Wall Was Back. An Ordinary   †  undefined~
~undefined ¤†          Night Once More.          †¤ undefined~
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~undefined  † "It'S Still Moving", The Fox Said. †  undefined~
~undefined  †   "I Can Almost Feel It. Coming    †  undefined~
~undefined ¤†              Closer."              †¤ undefined~
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~undefined  † It Was Right, The Fox. We Listened †  undefined~
~undefined  †    To The Crickets For A While.    †  undefined~
~undefined ¤†         "Yeah. It'S Fast."         †¤ undefined~
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