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¨@¨@@¨@¨¨¨ Furnace, Watching The Aurora borealis. @¨@@@¨@¨@¨
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¨¨¨¨@¨¨¨¨@ Me Featuring As The Cute And Asocial ¨¨@@¨@¨¨¨¨
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¨@@@@¨@¨@¨ Served Me Good And Well. ¨¨@¨@@¨¨¨¨
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@@¨@¨¨¨¨¨@ The Tail, And Drop Some Off, As A Way @@@¨@@¨@@@
¨@@@¨¨¨¨@@ Of Earning Some Extra Money. But A ¨¨@@¨@@¨¨¨
@¨¨@¨¨¨@¨@ Missile, And Appearing Silently In The ¨@¨@@¨@¨¨¨
@¨@@¨¨@@@@ Middle Of The Night At That? Not @@@¨@@@¨¨@
@@¨@¨@¨¨¨@ Entirely... Comfortable. ¨¨@@¨¨@¨@¨
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@¨¨¨¨@¨@¨¨ I Call It In On The Walkie-Talkie. Not @@@@@¨¨¨¨@
@¨¨¨@@@@¨@ Many Others Awake, They Know Nothing ¨¨¨¨@¨¨¨@¨
@¨¨@¨¨¨@@¨ About It, And Appear Concerned As Well. ¨¨¨@@¨¨@@@
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@¨@¨@¨¨@¨¨ Boy," He Says, "Wanna Help Me Make A @¨¨@@¨¨@¨¨
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¨¨¨@¨@@¨¨¨ After He'S Brought Me Coffee, I Dial ¨¨¨¨¨@@¨@¨
¨¨@@@¨@¨¨@ The Frequency From His Notebook, And ¨¨¨¨@¨@@@¨
¨@¨¨@@@¨@@ After A While There'S A Reply In ¨¨¨@@@¨¨@¨
@@¨@¨¨@@¨¨ Pan-Slavic. Karl Laughs And Makes A ¨¨@¨¨@¨@@¨
¨@@@¨@¨@¨@ Reply In The Same Language. Even Though ¨@@¨@@@¨@@
@¨¨@@@@@@¨ We Both Have Headphones I Can'T Follow @¨@@¨¨@@¨@
@¨@¨¨¨¨¨@@ At All, But I Hear The Word "Missile" A @@¨@¨@¨@@¨
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@@@@¨¨¨@¨@ Me On My Back. "Allright Boy. I Just @¨¨@¨¨¨@¨@
¨¨¨@¨¨@@@@ Sold A Missile." He Practically Beams @¨@@¨¨@@@¨
¨¨@@¨@¨¨¨¨ At Me, Teeth Filed Sharp. "Wanna Make A @@¨@¨@¨¨@¨
¨@¨@@@¨¨¨¨ Detour?" ¨@@@@@¨@@¨
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