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##@¤*^:~,¨ Clearing, Narrow But Immeasurably Long. ¨,~:^*¤@##
##@¤*^:~,¨ To Your Sides Are Walls Made Of Trees, ¨,~:^*¤@##
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##@¤*^:~,¨ Is Nowhere To Be Seen, But Nontheless ¨,~:^*¤@##
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##@¤*^:~,¨ Catwalk Above The Rails. Your Train Is ¨,~:^*¤@##
@@@¤*^:~,¨ Late, Or You Are Late To The Train. ¨,~:^*¤@@@
##@¤*^:~,¨ It'S A Summer Afternoon And The Station ¨,~:^*¤@##
##@¤*^:~,¨ Is Busy, Full Of Relaxed Confidence. ¨,~:^*¤@##
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##@¤*^:~,¨ Station Is In Several Levels, All ¨,~:^*¤@##
##@¤*^:~,¨ Placed Within Eachother By Some ¨,~:^*¤@##
##@¤*^:~,¨ Intelligent Designer, And Full Of ¨,~:^*¤@##
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##@¤*^:~,¨ Some Glass Windows. It'S... Not Where ¨,~:^*¤@##
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##@¤*^:~,¨ It Is Indeed A Very High Speed Train ¨,~:^*¤@##
¤¤¤¤*^:~,¨ You'Re Traveling In, The Journey Has ¨,~:^*¤¤¤¤
@@@¤*^:~,¨ Been Long. But It'S About To End! ¨,~:^*¤@@@
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##@¤*^:~,¨ Needed For Other Purposes. You Are ¨,~:^*¤@##
###¤*^:~,¨ Carried Gently, Curving Upwards Until ¨,~:^*¤###
#@@¤*^:~,¨ You'Re Moving Upward Along The Wall Of ¨,~:^*¤@@#
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##@¤*^:~,¨ With Great Glassless Window Holes ¨,~:^*¤@##
¤¤¤¤*^:~,¨ Looking Out The Way You Came. It Is ¨,~:^*¤¤¤¤
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