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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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