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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.               §§¨§§¨§¨¨§
¨§¨¨§§§¨¨§                                          ¨§§¨§§§¨§§
§§¨§¨¨§¨§¨                    #¨#                   §¨§§¨¨§§¨§
¨§§§¨§§§§¨                                          §§¨§¨§¨§§¨
§¨¨§§¨¨¨§¨ 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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