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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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