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,.=^*¤@@@@ == The Street Lights Always Have A == @@@@¤*^=.,
,.=^*¤@@@# Particular Pattern. It Starts With A #@@@¤*^=.,
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,.=^*¤@@@@ I Think It'S A Kind Of Angel Language. @@@@¤*^=.,
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