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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 ..........
.......... LIMINALITY. ..........
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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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