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¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§               #¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨#              ¨§¨§§¨¨§¨§
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¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§               morning quiet              ¨§¨§§¨¨§¨§
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¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§              #¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨#               ¨§¨§§¨¨§¨§
¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§                                          §§¨¨§¨§§¨§
¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§ 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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