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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. :~^,,,,,,,
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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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