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£@%*»^,,,, 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. ,^»*%@£¶@#
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£@%*»^,,,, THE AIR, THE PATH I FOLLOW IS GLOWING. ,,,,^»*%@£
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£@%*»^,,,, SING BEAUTIFULLY. THESE DAYS IT'S JUST ,,,,^»*%@£
¶£@%*»^,,, SCREECHES, OR CALLS FOR HELP. ,,,^»*%@£¶
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@¶£@%*»^,, YESTERDAY. I FEAR THE DREAMING GATE. ,,^»*%@£¶@
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