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,,,,***@@@ --- Street Lights... --- @@@***,,,,
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,,-**@@¶## 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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