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#.#.#.#.#. In   The  Endless  Winter  Day,  On  The #.##..#.#.
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#.#.#.#.#.  The Train Tracks... Themselves Slowly   #.##..#.#.
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#.#.#.#.#. Indiscriminately, They Hurt But  Deal No #.##..#.#.
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#.#.#.#.#. 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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