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「かつてここには地球を離陸して

私に触れるために戻ってきたミサイルがあった」

	The poem-shape transparently touches Jacob on the hillock. The horizon then straightens itself. Advanced technology has scooped him up without making a mark on the sand dune... even managed to wipe clean his last 4 footprints, which is a pretty nice subroutine.

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The poem-shape transparently touches Jacob on the hillock. The horizon then straightens itself. Advanced technology has scooped him up without making a mark on the sand dune... even managed to wipe clean his last 4 footprints, which is a pretty nice subroutine.