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§¨§¨§¨§¨§¨               #¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨#              §¨§§¨§¨§¨§
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§¨§¨§¨§¨§¨              MORNING QUIET               §¨§§¨§¨§¨§
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§¨§¨§¨§¨§¨              #¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨#               §¨§§¨§¨§¨§
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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. §¨§§¨§¨§¨§
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§¨§¨§¨§¨§¨   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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