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--¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ # Tele Migraine # ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨--
-¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ # # ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨-
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¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ The So Called "Third Migraine". It'S ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
-¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ Like A Regular Migraine But It Does Not ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨-
--¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ Hurt There'S No Pain, The Cosmos Is ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨--
;--¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ There And It'S Draining The Evil ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨--;
†;--¨¨¨¨¨¨ Straight Out Of The Wound. ¨¨¨¨¨¨--;†
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#%†;--¨¨¨¨ It'S Massaging Your Temples, Piercing ¨¨¨¨--;†%#
##%†;--¨¨¨ You, Entering Your Blood, Cracking The ¨¨¨--;†%##
###%†;--¨¨ Skull Open. A Paw Grips Your Brain, ¨¨--;†%###
####%†;--¨ Plays With It, Pulls It Out Into The ¨--;†%####
###%†;--¨¨ Cosmos. ¨¨--;†%###
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#%†;--¨¨¨¨ There'S CometS! Space Oddities. ¨¨¨¨--;†%#
%†;--¨¨¨¨¨ Solitary Oscillations. Carrier Wave. ¨¨¨¨¨--;†%
†;--¨¨¨¨¨¨ Burned Away By The SunS Radiation Until ¨¨¨¨¨¨--;†
;--¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ Only The Faintest Trace Remain, ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨--;
--¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ Eventually Caught In The Gravity Well ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨--
-¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ Of Some Second Rate Water Planet. ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨-
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¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ It'S Raining Sap. ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ We'Re Getting Sweet And Wet ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
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--¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ ###- -### ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨--
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†;--¨¨¨¨¨¨ My Lunch Break Is Over And I Need To ¨¨¨¨¨¨--;†
%†;--¨¨¨¨¨ Get Back To The Shop. Lynne Is There ¨¨¨¨¨--;†%
#%†;--¨¨¨¨ Alone And Hasn'T Eaten Yet. I Take The ¨¨¨¨--;†%#
##%†;--¨¨¨ Back Route Up From The Beach To Avoid ¨¨¨--;†%##
###%†;--¨¨ The Crowd. Sing A Little To Myself. ¨¨--;†%###
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###%†;--¨¨ Life Gets To Prosper Outside Of¨#;--- - ¨¨--;†%###
##%†;--¨¨¨ Suddenly, An Acid Flashback: I Step ¨¨¨--;†%##
#%†;--¨¨¨¨ Down In My Mind (Like An Open Mind / ¨¨¨¨--;†%#
%†;--¨¨¨¨¨ Fractal Stinger / Bismuth Staircase) ¨¨¨¨¨--;†%
†;--¨¨¨¨¨¨ And Wade In Shadows... Surrounded By ¨¨¨¨¨¨--;†
;--¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ Memory Negatives, ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨--;
--¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ Like Uprocessed Film.... ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨--
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¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ We'Re Closing For The Evening. The Shop ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
-¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ Is In The Bottom Floor Of A Narrow ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨-
--¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ Mudbrick Building, Painted Teal. We ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨--
;--¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ Live On The Second Floor, Together With ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨--;
†;--¨¨¨¨¨¨ The Owner. As I Close The Metal ¨¨¨¨¨¨--;†
%†;--¨¨¨¨¨ Curtain, Behind Its Characteristic ¨¨¨¨¨--;†%
#%†;--¨¨¨¨ Sharp Rattling I Can Hear The ¨¨¨¨--;†%#
##%†;--¨¨¨ Curfew Sirens. ¨¨¨--;†%##
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####%†;--¨ Wormy Street Wolves Outside, Chasing ¨--;†%####
###%†;--¨¨ Entrances In The Dark Alleyways, ¨¨--;†%###
##%†;--¨¨¨ Wanting In, Getting Desperate, Lapsing ¨¨¨--;†%##
#%†;--¨¨¨¨ To Search Higher, On Roofs, Climbing On ¨¨¨¨--;†%#
%†;--¨¨¨¨¨ Balconies. And There'S Bound To Be Some ¨¨¨¨¨--;†%
†;--¨¨¨¨¨¨ Reckless Tourist Who Didn'T Heed The ¨¨¨¨¨¨--;†
;--¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ Warnings, Never Closed Their Windows... ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨--;
--¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨--
-¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ Or, In Some Cases, The Houseowner Had ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨-
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ The Window Bolts Weakened, And When ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ Cleaning Up The Aftermath Would Pocket ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ Their Belongings. ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
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