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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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