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,:~†%%#@##              MORNING QUIET               ##@#%%†~:,
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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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