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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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