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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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