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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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