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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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