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,:~^£#@###               Winds esker                ###@#£^~:,
,,,,,::^†# ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ #†^::,,,,,
,:~^^†£###                                          ###£†^^~:,
,:~^†£@### There Was This Place That  For Two Years ###@£†^~:,
,:~^†£#@## I  Couldn'T  Go To. Regardless How  Much ##@#£†^~:,
,,,,~^£££@ Discussed With  Others,  Or  Pointed Out @£££^~,,,,
,,,~^^£££# On Maps, I Could Not  Think  Of It  When #£££^^~,,,
,:~^†£#@## Alone.  I  Would  Often Travel Past  The ##@#£†^~:,
,:~^†£#@## Fork, Where A  Right  Turn Would  Surely ##@#£†^~:,
,,,,~~†£## Take Me There,  But Even Then, Something ##£†~~,,,,
,:~^†£#@##               Kept Me Away.              ##@#£†^~:,
,:~^†£#@##                                          ##@#£†^~:,
,,,,,:~†#@ When  I  Finally  Got There,  After Some @#†~:,,,,,
,,,,,:^†##     Heavy Subconscious Battle I Must     ##†^:,,,,,
,:~^†£#@## Assume,  The   Place  Was   Surreal.  An ##@#£†^~:,
,,,,~~††£# Esker,  Like  A  Needle-Thin Rift Out In #£††~~,,,,
,::~~~†#@@ The  Lake,  But   Ten  Meters  High  And @@#†~~~::,
,:~^†£#@@# Adorned In Birch,  Willow, Bracken,  And #@@#£†^~:,
,:~^†£#@##               Blueberries.               ##@#£†^~:,
,:~^†#@###                                          ###@#†^~:,
,:~^†£#@## Walking  Atop  That  Spine,  I  Came  To ##@#£†^~:,
,,,,:^†£@# Notice The View  To  Either  Side. There #@£†^:,,,,
,,,,,:~^†# Should  Be  Shores,  Of  Course,  But  I #†^~:,,,,,
,:~^†£#@## Didn'T  Recognize  Them. First Off, They ##@#£†^~:,
,:~^†£#@## Were Much Too Close, As  The Lake Should ##@#£†^~:,
,:~^†£££#@ Stretch For A  Hundred  Meters  More  On @#£££†^~:,
,:::^^†£@# Both  Sides.  But  Now  I  Felt  I Could #@£†^^:::,
,:~^†£#@@# Almost  Reach Out  And Touch  Them.  And #@@#£†^~:,
,:~^†£#@@@ Then,  When I Realized Which Shores They @@@#£†^~:,
,,:::~~^£@           Were, I Had To Stop.           @£^~~:::,,
,:~~~^^^†#                                          #†^^^~~~:,
,,,,:~^^£@ They Were  Of The  Right Lake.  But This @£^^~:,,,,
,:~^†£#@##       Lake Is Large, Fractured, And      ##@#£†^~:,
,:~^†£#@## Bipartite. Like  A Pair Of Lungs  Carved ##@#£†^~:,
,,,::~^£## Into  The Granite, And With No Less Than ##£^~::,,,
,:~^†£#@##   Five Communities Anchored At Various   ##@#£†^~:,
,,,~~^££#@      Points. And So, Studying These      @#££^~~,,,
,:~^†£#@##    Impossibly Close Shores, I Slowly     ##@#£†^~:,
,:~^†£#@## Understood Them As  Belonging Many Miles ##@#£†^~:,
,:~^†£#@##                  Away.                   ##@#£†^~:,
,,,,::~^£@                                          @£^~::,,,,
,:~^†£#### I   Examined  The  Ridge,  The  Treeline ####£†^~:,
,,,:~~^†## Above.  Was This  What You Saw Opposite, ##†^~~:,,,
,:~^†††### From  Those  Other  Shores?  I  Couldn'T ###†††^~:,
,:~^†££###                 Remember.                ###££†^~:,
,,,,,:^£##                                          ##£^:,,,,,
,,,,,,~††# Carrying  Forward, On The  Very  Tip  Of #††~,,,,,,
,:~^†£##@@ The Esker,  I  Found The  Ruins  Of Some @@##£†^~:,
,:~^†£#@##    Old Building. There Were Overgrown    ##@#£†^~:,
,:~^^^£££#  Marble Staircases, Stone Floors Beneath #£££^^^~:,
,:~^†£#@## The  Moss, And  Strange  Slabs  Inserted ##@#£†^~:,
,:~^†£#@## Into The  Slope  Like Dams  Against  The ##@#£†^~:,
,:~^†£#@@#              Ground Itself.              #@@#£†^~:,
,:~^†£####                                          ####£†^~:,
,:~^†£#@## Sitting  There, I Could  See  Across The ##@#£†^~:,
,:~^†£#@## Narrowed Lake  My Entire Path To Where I ##@#£†^~:,
,:~^†£#### Sat:  From The Stairwell  Of  My  House, ####£†^~:,
,,,,::^†## Through The Old  Woods  Behind  The Tile ##†^::,,,,
,:~^†£####      Factory, The Bridge Over Route      ####£†^~:,
,:~^†£#@## Twenty three  And  Then Back  Under  It, ##@#£†^~:,
,::::^^††# Through  The  Fancy   Villas,  Over  The #††^^::::,
,:~^†£#@## Fields, And Then  That Right Turn At The ##@#£†^~:,
,:~^†£#@##                   Fork.                  ##@#£†^~:,
,,,:^†££##                                          ##££†^:,,,
,:~^†£#@## And  Then The  Stairs  Up On The  Ridge. ##@#£†^~:,
,:~^†£££@@ Thinking Back,  This  Was  Probably  It. @@£££†^~:,
,:~^†£#@## Hidden  In  A  Grove,  There Were Stairs ##@#£†^~:,
,:~^†£#@@@ Much Like  The Ones I  Currently Sat On, @@@#£†^~:,
,,,,:~†£## Old And  Worn  Down, That  Lead  You  Up ##£†~:,,,,
,:~^†£#@## Onto The  Esker. The Point Of Entry. Had ##@#£†^~:,
,:~^†£#@## I Insted Opted To Walk  The Path  At Its ##@#£†^~:,
,:~^†£#@## Foot, I'M  Sure  My Experience  Would'Ve ##@#£†^~:,
,:~^†£####          Been Different Indeed.          ####£†^~:,
,:~^^†£##@                                          @##£†^^~:,
,:~^£#@### ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ###@#£^~:,
,:~^†££##@                                          @##££†^~:,
,:~^†£#@## On  The  Lake,   There  Were  People  In ##@#£†^~:,
,:~^†£##@@ Boats. I  Wondered,  Could They Even See @@##£†^~:,
,,,,,:^^£@ Me? If  I Shouted,  Would  They Turn  To @£^^:,,,,,
,,,::^^£@#         Stare Right Through Me?          #@£^^::,,,
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