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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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