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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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