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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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