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,,,,,,,~;§ ~~~ Street Lights... ~~~ §;~,,,,,,,
,,,,,,~;§& ~~~~ For Some Reason, ~~~~ &§;~,,,,,,
,,,,,~;§&¤ ~~ The Street Lights Always Have A ~~ ¤&§;~,,,,,
,,,,~;§&¤¶ Particular Pattern. It Starts With A ¶¤&§;~,,,,
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,,,~;§&¤¶# 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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