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@@$††»~,,, Clearing, Narrow But Immeasurably Long. ,,,~»††$@@
#@@$††»~,, To Your Sides Are Walls Made Of Trees, ,,~»††$@@#
##@@$††»~, Thick And Ready To Swallow You. The Sun ,~»††$@@##
#@@$††»~,, Is Nowhere To Be Seen, But Nontheless ,,~»††$@@#
@@$††»~,,, It Is Very Bright - The Air Feels Light ,,,~»††$@@
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#@@$††»~,, Catwalk Above The Rails. Your Train Is ,,~»††$@@#
##@@$††»~, Late, Or You Are Late To The Train. ,~»††$@@##
#@@$††»~,, It'S A Summer Afternoon And The Station ,,~»††$@@#
@@$††»~,,, Is Busy, Full Of Relaxed Confidence. ,,,~»††$@@
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#@@$††»~,, Stressed About The Time, While Moving ,,~»††$@@#
@@$††»~,,, Up The Stairs To Your Platform. The ,,,~»††$@@
#@@$††»~,, Station Is In Several Levels, All ,,~»††$@@#
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#@@$††»~,, Intelligent Designer, And Full Of ,,~»††$@@#
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#@@$††»~,, You'Re Traveling In, The Journey Has ,,~»††$@@#
##@@$††»~, Been Long. But It'S About To End! ,~»††$@@##
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##@@$††»~, Needed For Other Purposes. You Are ,~»††$@@##
#@@$††»~,, Carried Gently, Curving Upwards Until ,,~»††$@@#
@@$††»~,,, You'Re Moving Upward Along The Wall Of ,,,~»††$@@
#@@$††»~,, A Building. It'S Made Of Slabby Stone, ,,~»††$@@#
##@@$††»~, With Great Glassless Window Holes ,~»††$@@##
#@@$††»~,, Looking Out The Way You Came. It Is ,,~»††$@@#
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