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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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