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@#@§*†=^..              #...........#               ..^=†*§@#@
#@#@§*†=^.                                          .^=†*§@#@#
@#@§*†=^..               Morning Quiet              ..^=†*§@#@
#@#@§*†=^.                                          .^=†*§@#@#
@#@§*†=^..               #...........#              ..^=†*§@#@
#@#@§*†=^.                                          .^=†*§@#@#
@#@§*†=^.. I  Sit  In  My Cubicle In The  Work Mill ..^=†*§@#@
#@#@§*†=^. And  Feel   Somewhat  At  Peace  -  I'Ve .^=†*§@#@#
@#@§*†=^..     Entered A Bright Anomaly. Morning    ..^=†*§@#@
#@#@§*†=^.                Liminality.               .^=†*§@#@#
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#@#@§*†=^.                   #.#                    .^=†*§@#@#
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#@#@§*†=^. No One  Is  Here. There'S  Dust  In  The .^=†*§@#@#
@#@§*†=^.. Air. A Strong  Light  Shines Through The ..^=†*§@#@
#@#@§*†=^. Windows,  And  Turns   The  Office  Into .^=†*§@#@#
@#@§*†=^.. Something  New. I Pretend It'S  The Sun. ..^=†*§@#@
#@#@§*†=^.                                          .^=†*§@#@#
@#@§*†=^..    I Speak With The Plants In My Head.   ..^=†*§@#@
#@#@§*†=^. They Are Getting Too Much Water, Or The  .^=†*§@#@#
@#@§*†=^..  Water They Get Is Of Dubious Quality.   ..^=†*§@#@
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#@#@§*†=^.                                          .^=†*§@#@#
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