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,,,,,,,,,, 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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#@¤§**«:,, In  The  Blue-Gray  Fog... Something  Is ,,:«**§¤@#
@¤§**«:,,, Burning  With   A  Deep  Crimson  Flame, ,,,:«**§¤@
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