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,,,~«\§*##              Morning Quiet               ##*§\«~,,,
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,,,~«\§*## I Sit  In My  Cubicle  In The  Work Mill ##*§\«~,,,
,,,,~«\§*# And  Feel  Somewhat  At  Peace  -   I'Ve #*§\«~,,,,
,,,,,~«\§*     Entered A Bright Anomaly. Morning    *§\«~,,,,,
,,,,,,~«\§               Liminality.                §\«~,,,,,,
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,,,,,,,,,, No  One  Is Here.  There'S Dust  In  The ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, Air. A  Strong  Light Shines Through The ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, Windows,  And  Turns  The   Office  Into ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, Something New.  I Pretend  It'S The Sun. ,,,,,,,,,,
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,,,,,,,,,,   I Speak With The Plants In My Head.    ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, They Are Getting Too Much Water, Or The  ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,~   Water They Get Is Of Dubious Quality.  ~,,,,,,,,,
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