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¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ In  The  Endless  Winter  Day,   On  The ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ Crystal White  Plains... We Trudge Along ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨   The Train Tracks... Themselves Slowly  ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
-¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ Snowed Over,  In The Still  Hours  Since ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨-
--¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨          The Last Supply Train.          ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨--
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††--¨¨¨¨¨¨     Bell-Like Sounds Of The Blinding     ¨¨¨¨¨¨--††
%††--¨¨¨¨¨ Ground.  Rifles Attached To  Our  Wrist, ¨¨¨¨¨--††%
#%††--¨¨¨¨ Sharing  In  Our Bloodstream. My  Husky, ¨¨¨¨--††%#
##%††--¨¨¨      My Warm-Coffee-In-Cold-Snow...      ¨¨¨--††%##
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####%††--¨ The  First  Five  Shots  You  Can  Spend ¨--††%####
###%††--¨¨ Indiscriminately, They Hurt But Deal  No ¨¨--††%###
##%††--¨¨¨ Long Time  Damage  To The  Shooter.  The ¨¨¨--††%##
#%††--¨¨¨¨ Next  Five  You Must  Spend Wisely, They ¨¨¨¨--††%#
%††--¨¨¨¨¨ Will Take  Days  To Heal. The Final Five ¨¨¨¨¨--††%
††--¨¨¨¨¨¨ You    Must    Not    Spend    At   All. ¨¨¨¨¨¨--††
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--¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ Weeks Earlier, In  The Weak Autumn Dawn, ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨--
-¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ In  The  Blue-Gray Fog...  Something  Is ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨-
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ Burning   With  A  Deep  Crimson  Flame, ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨       Untameable By Water Or Wind.       ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
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