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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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