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†*=,,,,,,, === Street Lights... === ,,,,,,,=*†
*†*=,,,,,, ==== For Some Reason, ==== ,,,,,,=*†*
#*†*=,,,,, == The Street Lights Always Have A == ,,,,,=*†*#
##*†*=,,,, Particular Pattern. It Starts With A ,,,,=*†*##
###*†*=,,, Row Of White Lights, Then It'S Joined ,,,=*†*###
####*†*=,, By A Red Row, Then The Blue Ones, And ,,=*†*####
###*†*=,,, 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. ,,,,,,,,=*
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,,,,,,,,,, Along The Streets Even At Night. ,,,,,,,,,,
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