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,,,,~%%%*&               Morning Quiet              &*%%%~,,,,
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,,~*%*&@## I Sit In My  Cubicle  In  The Work  Mill ##@&*%*~,,
,,,,,*%**& And  Feel  Somewhat   At  Peace  -  I'Ve &**%*,,,,,
,,~*%*&@##     Entered A Bright Anomaly. Morning    ##@&*%*~,,
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,,,,,,,~%& No  One  Is Here. There'S  Dust  In  The &%~,,,,,,,
,,,,~%%%%& Air.  A Strong  Light Shines Through The &%%%%~,,,,
,,,,***%*@ Windows,  And  Turns   The  Office  Into @*%***,,,,
,,,~~***&@ Something New. I  Pretend It'S The  Sun. @&***~~,,,
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,,,,,,,~%&    I Speak With The Plants In My Head.   &%~,,,,,,,
,,~*%*&@##  They Are Getting Too Much Water, Or The ##@&*%*~,,
,,,,,~%%&@  Water They Get Is Of Dubious Quality.   @&%%~,,,,,
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