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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. ¤**^~^¨¨¨¨
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¨¨^~^**¤@@ 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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