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¨§§¨¨¨¨§¨§                                          ¨§§¨¨§§¨¨§
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¨¨§§§¨¨§¨¨         Cold Boiling Asphalt And         ¨¨§§§§§§§§
§¨§¨¨§¨§§¨        Crimson Emergency Flares...       §¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
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§§§§§¨¨¨¨¨                                          §¨§¨§§§§¨¨
§¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨   They Were Tearing Down Statues, And    §§§§§¨¨¨§¨
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¨¨§§¨§§§§¨                                          ¨§¨¨¨§¨§§§
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§§§§§¨§¨¨§  Yearning. A Memory Of Being Touched By  §§¨§¨§¨¨§¨
§¨¨¨¨§§§¨§     A Ray From A Raspberry Sun. Still    §¨§§§§§¨§§
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¨§§¨¨§§¨§¨  Full Of Tar. Rain Upon It. But Then A   ¨§¨§¨¨¨§¨§
§§¨§¨§¨§§§  Few Bright And Colorful Anomalies. And  ¨§§§§¨¨§§§
¨¨§§§§§§¨¨            A Promise For More.           §§¨¨¨§¨§¨¨
¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨§¨                                          §¨§¨¨§§§§¨
¨¨§§¨¨¨¨§§  Like Waking Up With A Business Card In  ¨§§§¨§¨¨¨§
§¨§¨§¨¨¨§¨              Your Pocket...              ¨§¨¨§§§¨¨§
¨§§§§§¨¨§§                                          ¨§§¨§¨¨§¨§
§§¨¨¨¨§¨§¨   A Feather Boa Wrapped Around A Velvet  §§¨§§§¨§§§
¨¨§¨¨¨§§§§  Lizard, Surfacing For Milliseconds At A §¨§§¨¨§§¨¨
¨¨§§¨¨§¨¨¨    Time, Calling, Tugging At My Arms.    ¨§§¨§¨§¨§¨
¨¨§¨§¨§§¨¨    Begging Me To Sink Back Down And Be   §§¨§§§§§§§
§¨§§§§§¨§¨ With Them, With Their Kind. Easy To Get  §¨§§¨¨¨¨¨¨
§§§¨¨¨¨§§§  Washed Away From The Tether, From The   ¨§§¨§¨¨¨¨¨
§¨¨§¨¨¨§¨¨               Way Back Up.               §§¨§§§¨¨¨¨
§§¨§§¨¨§§¨                                          §¨§§¨¨§¨¨¨
§¨§§¨§¨§¨§                                          §§§¨§¨§§¨¨
§§§¨§§§§§§ But I Cannot Go. The Consequences Would  §¨¨§§§§¨§¨
§¨¨§§¨¨¨¨¨  Be Too Large. Especially Since I'M In   §§¨§¨¨¨§§§
¨§¨§¨§¨¨¨¨   The Work mill And They'Ve Got Their    §¨§§§¨¨§¨¨
¨§§§§§§¨¨¨   Eyes On Me Already. The Feeling Will   §§§¨¨§¨§§¨
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§§§¨¨¨¨§§¨        Understand. Like Every Day.       ¨¨¨§§§¨¨§§
¨¨¨§¨¨¨§¨§                                          ¨¨¨§¨¨§¨§¨
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§¨¨§¨¨§¨¨§                                          §§¨¨§¨¨¨§§
¨§¨§§¨§§¨§                                          §¨§¨§§¨¨§¨
¨§§§¨§§¨§§                                          §§§§§¨§¨§§
§§¨¨§§¨§§¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨§§§§¨
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