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¨¨§¨¨¨§§¨¨ ~~~ Street Lights... ~~~ §¨§¨§§¨¨§¨
¨§§¨¨§¨§¨¨ ~~~~ For Some Reason, ~~~~ §§§§¨§¨§§¨
§¨§¨§§§§¨¨ ~~ The Street Lights Always Have A ~~ ¨¨¨§§§§¨§¨
§§§§¨¨¨§¨§ Particular Pattern. It Starts With A ¨¨§¨¨¨§§§§
¨¨¨§¨¨§§§¨ Row Of White Lights, Then It'S Joined ¨§§¨¨§¨¨¨¨
¨¨§§¨§¨¨§§ By A Red Row, Then The Blue Ones, And §¨§¨§§¨¨¨¨
¨§¨§§§¨§¨¨ So On. And Then, There'S A Second Row, §§§§¨§¨¨¨¨
§§§¨¨§§§¨§ Almost Mirroring The First. ¨¨¨§§§¨¨¨¨
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¨§§§§¨§¨¨¨ I'Ve Been Counting How Many Of Each ¨§§¨§§¨¨§§
§¨¨¨§§§¨¨§ Shape There Is. §¨§§¨§¨§¨§
§¨¨§¨¨§¨§¨ I Think It'S A Kind Of Angel Language. §§¨§§§§§§¨
§¨§§¨§§§§¨ Angel Bodies Made Of Light, Running ¨§§¨¨¨¨¨§§
§§¨§§¨¨¨§§ Along The Streets Even At Night. §¨§¨¨¨¨§¨¨
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¨§¨¨§¨¨§§¨ Like They'Re Looking For Something. §¨§§§¨¨§¨¨
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