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§§§,,,§§§§     Bell-Like Sounds Of The Blinding     §§§§§,§,§,
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,§§§,§§,§,      My Warm-Coffee-In-Cold-Snow...      ,,,,,§§,,,
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,§§,§,§§,, The  First  Five  Shots  You  Can  Spend ,,,,,§§§§,
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§§§§,,,§§§ 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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,§,,§§§§§§ Burning  With  A  Deep   Crimson  Flame, ,,§,,,,§,§
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