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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. &¨¨&&¨&&¨¨
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¨&¨&¨&&&¨¨ 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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