@@¶§*††~^, ,^~††*§¶@@
#@¶§*††~^, ,^~††*§¶@#
@@¶§*††~^, ,^~††*§¶@@
§§§*†^,,,, ,,,,^†*§§§
#@¶§*††~^, ,^~††*§¶@#
¶§§††††~^, ###†~ ~†### ,^~††††§§¶
¶***†^,,,, ~††####††~ ~††####††~ ,,,,^†***¶
#@¶§*††~^, ~~ ~†######†~ ~~ ,^~††*§¶@#
@@¶§*††~^, ~~~ ~~ ~~ ~~~ ,^~††*§¶@@
§††^^^^^,, ~~~~ ~~~~ ,,^^^^^††§
##¶§*††~^, ~~~ Street Lights... ~~~ ,^~††*§¶##
¶¶*†~^,,,, ~~~~ For Some Reason, ~~~~ ,,,,^~†*¶¶
§*††~^^,,, ~~ The Street Lights Always Have A ~~ ,,,^^~††*§
#@¶§*††~^, Particular Pattern. It Starts With A ,^~††*§¶@#
#@¶§*††~^, Row Of White Lights, Then It'S Joined ,^~††*§¶@#
#@¶§*††~^, By A Red Row, Then The Blue Ones, And ,^~††*§¶@#
§*†~~,,,,, So On. And Then, There'S A Second Row, ,,,,,~~†*§
@§††~~,,,, Almost Mirroring The First. ,,,,~~††§@
§§**†††~^, ,^~†††**§§
#@¶§*††~^, I'Ve Been Counting How Many Of Each ,^~††*§¶@#
§*††~,,,,, Shape There Is. ,,,,,~††*§
¶¶§*†††~^, I Think It'S A Kind Of Angel Language. ,^~†††*§¶¶
¶§**†~^,,, Angel Bodies Made Of Light, Running ,,,^~†**§¶
§*†~,,,,,, Along The Streets Even At Night. ,,,,,,~†*§
#@¶§*††~^, ,^~††*§¶@#
##¶§*††~^, ~~~~ ,^~††*§¶##
##@¶§*††~^ ~~~~ ~~~~ ^~††*§¶@##
#@¶§*††~^, ~~~ ~~~ ,^~††*§¶@#
¶***††^,,, ~~~~ ~~~~ ,,,^††***¶
##¶§*††~^, ~~~ ~~~ ,^~††*§¶##
@@¶§*††~^, ~~~~ ~~~~ ,^~††*§¶@@
§§†††~,,,, ,,,,~†††§§
##@¶*††~^, Like They'Re Looking For Something. ,^~††*¶@##
@§***††~^, ,^~††***§@
##¶§*††~^, ,^~††*§¶##
¶¶¶§*††~^, ,^~††*§¶¶¶
#@¶§*††~^, ,^~††*§¶@#
#@¶§*††~^, ,^~††*§¶@#