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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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