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\~^,,,,,,, ~~~ Street Lights... ~~~ ,,,,,,,^~\
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^,,,,,,,,, ~~ 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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