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,,^«=§¤&£# #£&¤§=«^,,
,^«=§¤&£## i follow the tire tracks west. they go ##£&¤§=«^,
,,^«=§¤&£# parallel with the railroad, with its #£&¤§=«^,,
,,,^«=§¤&£ endless mirrors looking kinda oily. an £&¤§=«^,,,
,,,,^«=§¤& incredible power bound there... there's &¤§=«^,,,,
,,,^«=§¤&£ a wire fence to separate the two roads. £&¤§=«^,,,
,,^«=§¤&£# #£&¤§=«^,,
,^«=§¤&£## even though there's a foggy quality to ##£&¤§=«^,
,,^«=§¤&£# the air, the path i follow is glowing. #£&¤§=«^,,
,,,^«=§¤&£ a yellow-green moss has taken hold £&¤§=«^,,,
,,,,^«=§¤& where the machines who made these &¤§=«^,,,,
,,,^«=§¤&£ tracks once disturbed the clover field. £&¤§=«^,,,
,,^«=§¤&£# #£&¤§=«^,,
,^«=§¤&£## we're off the season when the birds ##£&¤§=«^,
,,^«=§¤&£# sing beautifully. these days it's just #£&¤§=«^,,
,,,^«=§¤&£ screeches, or calls for help. £&¤§=«^,,,
,,,,^«=§¤& &¤§=«^,,,,
,,,^«=§¤&£ i think of the jackdaw i maimed £&¤§=«^,,,
,,^«=§¤&£# yesterday. i fear the dreaming gate. #£&¤§=«^,,
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