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§§§§§§¨§¨¨ ~~~~ For Some Reason, ~~~~ §§¨§§¨§¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨§§§¨§ ~~ The Street Lights Always Have A ~~ ¨§§¨§§§¨¨§
¨¨¨¨§¨¨§§§ 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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