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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.      ¤§†\~,,,,,
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,,,~\†§¤£@ i  think   of  the   jackdaw  i   maimed @£¤§†\~,,,
,,~\†§¤£@#   yesterday. i fear the dreaming gate.   #@£¤§†\~,,
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