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¤¤¤¤¤¤¤,¤¤ 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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