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###@&%**~^ In  The  Endless  Winter  Day,   On  The ^~**%&@###
##@&%**~^, Crystal White Plains...  We Trudge Along ,^~**%&@##
###&%**~^,   The Train Tracks... Themselves Slowly  ,^~**%&###
&*~,,,,,,, Snowed Over, In  The Still  Hours  Since ,,,,,,,~*&
&*~^^,,,,,          The Last Supply Train.          ,,,,,^^~*&
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##@&%**~^,     Bell-Like Sounds Of The Blinding     ,^~**%&@##
#&%%%**~^, Ground.  Rifles Attached  To Our  Wrist, ,^~**%%%&#
###@&**~^, Sharing In Our  Bloodstream.  My  Husky, ,^~**&@###
##@&%**~^,      My Warm-Coffee-In-Cold-Snow...      ,^~**%&@##
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&***~^,,,, The  First  Five  Shots  You  Can  Spend ,,,,^~***&
#&%*^^^^^, Indiscriminately, They Hurt But  Deal No ,^^^^^*%&#
##@&%**~^, Long  Time  Damage To  The  Shooter. The ,^~**%&@##
&&%**^^,,, Next  Five  You Must Spend  Wisely, They ,,,^^**%&&
##@&%**~^, Will Take Days To Heal. The  Final  Five ,^~**%&@##
##@&%**~^, You   Must    Not    Spend    At    All. ,^~**%&@##
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##@&%**~^, Weeks Earlier, In The Weak  Autumn Dawn, ,^~**%&@##
@&%%*~,,,, In  The  Blue-Gray  Fog...  Something Is ,,,,~*%%&@
#&%*^^^^^, Burning  With  A  Deep   Crimson  Flame, ,^^^^^*%&#
@&&%%**~^,       Untameable By Water Or Wind.       ,^~**%%&&@
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