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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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