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,,,,,,,,,, I FOLLOW THE TIRE TRACKS WEST. THEY GO ,,,,,,,,,,
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,,,,,,,,«^ 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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