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*†~-,,,,,, A Secret Roundabout: In What Used To Be  ,,,,,,-~†*
†~-,,,,,,, Brazil Or China. Fenced In, Secluded By  ,,,,,,,-~†
~-,,,,,,,,  Special Plants Growing Unusually Tall.  ,,,,,,,,-~
-,,,,,,,,,    Spelled In By Purposeful Symmetry,    ,,,,,,,,,-
,,,,,,,,,,     Roads Like Symbols, Aligned With     ,,,,,,,,,,
-,,,,,,,,,  Ley lines. Dialed In With Well-Rounded  ,,,,,,,,,-
~-,,,,,,,,             Gps Coordinates.             ,,,,,,,,-~
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@£*†~-,,,,    A Dangerous Game: The Roundabout Is   ,,,,-~†*£@
#@£*†~-,,,  Important To Some Large Constellation   ,,,-~†*£@#
##@£*†~-,,      Of Intents And Bureaucracies.       ,,-~†*£@##
###@£*†~-,  Governments And Companies Are Creatures ,-~†*£@###
##@£*†~-,,     In A Way. Yet People Sneak Small     ,,-~†*£@##
#@£*†~-,,,   Between Their Claws, And Hide In The   ,,,-~†*£@#
@£*†~-,,,,     Roadside Bushes. They Wait There.    ,,,,-~†*£@
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*†~-,,,,,,    Vehicles Approach; The Game Is On -   ,,,,,,-~†*
†~-,,,,,,,   Quickly The People Assemble In Well    ,,,,,,,-~†
~-,,,,,,,,  Practiced Geometries. Their Bodies Make ,,,,,,,,-~
-,,,,,,,,,  Counter-Spells On The Asphalt. Traffic  ,,,,,,,,,-
,,,,,,,,,,   Is Instantly Diverted, Flows In Sick   ,,,,,,,,,,
-,,,,,,,,,  Ways, Like Dogs Let Loose. Symmetry Is  ,,,,,,,,,-
~-,,,,,,,,                  Lost.                   ,,,,,,,,-~
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*†~-,,,,,, Cars Are Ejected Into The Greens. Ships  ,,,,,,-~†*
£*†~-,,,,,     Collide. There Are Many Kinds Of     ,,,,,-~†*£
@£*†~-,,,,      Casualties, On Both Sides. The      ,,,,-~†*£@
#@£*†~-,,,    Spellmakers Will Not Come Home. It    ,,,-~†*£@#
##@£*†~-,,   Sickens Me, This Physical Reality Of   ,,-~†*£@##
###@£*†~-, It, But The Cause Is Just. I Sneak Back  ,-~†*£@###
##@£*†~-,,      Over The Fense, Heading South.      ,,-~†*£@##
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